So does anyone remember when I mentioned “Gael”? No? Read the post. Refresh your memory. (It’ll only take like 30 seconds to read at most. Promise.)
This past weekend my aunt married Gael’s dad. I spent most of my weekend hanging out with him and I’m pretty stoked on that. In fact, I didn’t even get home until 5am this morning because I was hanging out with him. And I’m 95% sure I lost my house key in his car. Oops, I guess I’ll just have to hang out with him again to get it. 
You know, the interesting thing about Gael is that I actually really like him. I don’t just want to jump his bones (though trust me, those thoughts are there) but I actually want to get to know him; to be his friend. This might lead to greater heartbreak on my end but really? Since when am I one to not get into something just because I’m worried about getting my heart broken? I’ve had it ripped out, torn to shreds, stomped on, pushed away, pulled back, et cetera. I have though, also had it loved and at the core of things, even though I try to come off as being all cynical (actually, I like to call it “being a realist”) and DOOM DOOM DOOM! I’m really a hopeless/ helpless romantic at the core. I’m fragile but at the same time I know how to pull myself together and get on with things. It took me quite a while to learn how to do that, but I now feel myself confident in this area. I suppose now the one thing I really struggle with is how to bring things about.
When I first met Gael at an Easter dinner at my house, I came home to all kinds of randoms there and went around introducing myself to them. I remember him looking up at me and I nearly fell off the arm of the couch I was perched on. I was blown away by his attractiveness. His dorky glasses were also a large factor. I seriously love glasses. 
I digress.
I think I’d seen him once maybe twice before the wedding on Saturday (that is, after meeting him on Easter). He was in the wedding and looked absolutely gorgy in his suit. I didn’t talk to him a whole lot even at the reception afterwards but instead (in true Gen- fashion) kind of stood around really awkwardly whenever he was nearby. I never know what to say around him and I’m always worried I’m going to say something totally inane and bizarre or start flirting with him and thus probably end up creeping him out. 
My cousin (who is now his step sister, haha) just turned 16 recently and has been trying to “hook it up” for me. Unfortunately in her quest for me, she has told basically the entire family (my extended family on my mother’s side are all really, really close- like a huge family of brothers and sisters spanning several generations). Even my mom informed me just a little while ago that she’s known for ages of my crush. Awesome! 
More unfortunately than my mom knowing, though is that my lovely cousin has now informed 2 of his 3 brothers of my crush. She even showed them texts between us about him. I can only assume that he is now 100% aware of my crush. I think I’m seeing him again tonight when I drop off my friend at the airport so I suppose we’ll see what happens, ね? 
Japanese Mix #3
Filed under: Hot Gimmick Friday, Randomness | Tags: happy hour, Last Stop Suburbia, Nakashima Mika, Quiz, The Southern Belle
In honour of tonight’s impending festivities (which start before the HH with h & gn), I thought I’d post a quiz on wine. Considering I am a future wino (I don’t know anything really about wine except it tastes good & white is the best), this quiz seems fitting:
You Are Chardonnay |
 Fresh, spirited, and classic – you have many facets to your personality.You can be sweet and light. Or deep and complex.You have a little bit of something to offer everyone… no wonder you’re so popular.Approachable and never smug, you are easy to get to know (and love!).Deep down you are: Dependable and modestYour partying style: Understated and politeYour company is enjoyed best with: Cold or wild meat |
I’m going to have to say I agree 100% with this. Especially considering I love chardonnay & the description of my personality seems right- on to me! 
Also, I have mention this since it’s been an ongoing thing since Last Stop, but yesterday I got a verbal beating from the Southern Belle. Luckily I was totally out of it on Dayquil but apparently I keep ignoring error reports & if it keeps happening I’m going to get written up. Pssh! Everyone knows those reports are shit. I guess from now on if something looks like a duplicate I’ll just recycle it. 
I do remember her saying “You’re a smart girl! I believe you can go anywhere in this company! I think you would make a great FA!” & I was just holding in laughter because I’m dyslexic with numbers and only made it past geometry because my teacher graded me on a curve. (In the northern VA area- not sure about others- most kids take Algebra 1 in 8th grade, Geometry in 9th, Algebra 2 in 10th, Pre- Cal/ Trig in 11th, and Calculus in 12th. Me? I did Algebra in 10th & Geometry in 11th. That’s it. No more math since then. I know when I get around to taking a placement test for math at school I’m more than likely going to be put in some remedial math course. I’m absolutely horrible at it. 
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Last but not least! I’ve been in dire need of new perfume lately and last night I bought some! It smells beautiful. Also, the bottle is really pretty. Feel free to sniff me tonight and drunkenly slur in my ear how good I smell.
All Time 中島美嘉 on Yahoo! Japan radio.
I think my allergic reaction mentioned last post has made the official transition to a cold and moved into my lungs. It’s a wonderful feeling, let me tell you.
And, of course, I’ve been at work every damn day this week. Why fore? One word: accrual. I don’t want to use all my vacation time on being sick when I want to go visit my grandpa who has Alzheimer’s during Thanksgiving week (end of November for you non- Americans 
). Welcome to a purely capitalistic society where the government and society as a general whole value over- working yourself over keeping yourself healthy and happy. Where one is looked down upon for taking much- needed time off of work to make oneself physically healthy (don’t even get me started on taking “mental breaks”). Expat in- the- making anyone? 
I feel badly about being behind on reading & commenting blogs but I really don’t have the puissance to right now. Also, I see I have several emails awaiting replies- sorry about those as well. I promise I’ll get to them soon!
To keep you & myself occupied, though I have started work on the layout (lovely CSS) & added a new mention & a new link in the Blogroll section. Hopefully things will start looking less ugly soon.
I’ve also added another “fanlisting” on the watashi no desu page. You should really check that out.
Also, yesterday I just ordered some chirashi for which I am exceedingly excited to receive. What are my chirashi of? ‘arry Potta, of course! (This is the 2nd set of chirashi I’ve bought, by the way. Here’s a link to a picture of the first set.)
Click this link for a picture of my newest set of chirashi.
Ok. I keep forgetting I’m at work & zoning out. So I guess I’ll say じゃあねえ for now.
IT’S A NEW DAY by 矢井田瞳.
