The Sturdy Little Gourd.
Every fall the Sweet Voiced Lady gave everyone she worked with a gourd to decorate their desk or office with. When she came to the desk of the Snot Nosed Brat, the brat looked at the gourds wondering where she'd put the thing to begin with. The Snot Nosed Brat decides on a white, yellow and green mini pumpkin. Later on she was offered to mar her gourd with nail polish so it wouldn't rot. The Snot Nosed Brat didn't care if it rotted or not so she declined.
Days passed...weeks passed and the Sturdy Little Gourd was passed around from place to place on the Snot Nosed Brat's desk finally landing in the comfortable position of a paper weight for her inbox. It could hear its colleagues and friends dying off around it wondering when it would be next. It would not give up though. After all it was a sturdy little gourd and believed that it could live forever.
Months have passed now and the sturdy little gourd is still the paper weight for the Snot Nosed Brat's inbox. It no longer has a nice deep green anywhere on its body and has changed to a pleasant white and orange color. While it's happy to still be around the Snot Nosed Brat is wondering why she ever had to pick this gourd and when it will ever get soft so she can justify throwing it away.
The Snot Nosed Brat is obviously me and the Sweet Voiced Lady is a co-worker who really does give us a gourd to brighten up our office/cubical space every year. It's been 4-5 months since I got the damn thing and it's still around. I don't want to throw it away and yet it's well past fall. I think my gourd is possessed, just another reason to keep it until it goes bad. How else could it still be around?
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San nichi.
So I've finished my third week of the class. It's a lot of fun. The girls have toned it down and I no longer have the urge to strangle them. Someone gave the younger girl some Ritalin since she calmed down after the first day. I thought it would just be reading in romaji and speaking, but we're also learning hiragana. It's sooooo hard to write!
Class this week I was asking about temoto funyoi since when I was looking up otemoto an example of how to use temoto was temoto funyoi. It turns out you wouldn't really use that term. Also one of the students teaches foreign students and when I was saying I needed to find someone who can translate my adoption papers she said one of her students is coming back in January and for a rough translation her student would be able to help. That would be great since I'm really interested in finding out my medical history. After what's happened recently with my husband and I, my desire to find out has become much more important. Just not important enough to pay the outrageously stupid prices I've come across. I realize I'm a skeleton in their closet and I don't mind staying in there, I just want to know if cancer, heart disease, high cholesterol, etc. runs in my biological family. Doctor's can say it's not always genetic all they want, but not always isn't a 100% term.
There's a pocket Asian in the class who I get along very well with. We were chatting up a storm after class, mainly after different animes and mangas and after we said goodnight my husband said, "For a moment I thought you were going to take her home. At least you have good taste." tee hee hee If I could take her home I would! She's just really fun to be around and I haven't had much time to read Kuri, Nuttz or Reyne's blogs and I haven't talked to the twins, Kitty or Sayumi very much so it's nice to be able to talk to about manga and anime with someone besides my husband.
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