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A certain boy will remain nameless, but I have a crush. Yes. We're talking Joe/Jace level here. Nothing's likely to come of it, but he is pretty to look at, and considerate. But then again, most everyone is, when you're in a wheelchair.

So, how does that work? I should rewind. First class, Lidia. "Good God, what did you do?!" Never mind I was sitting there in a wheelchair, and it was only after she was speaking to the class that she said that. I think she means to embarass me. She can't. I like her too much. So, we were locked out, and she had them all sit on the floor and we did the name game. And then Karl game, and I got back row, because the class was stepped.

Anyways. After class, I randomly attacked fleeing students and asked them when their next class was, so I could find someone to attack the vocab list with. In reality, I actually think that I shouldn't have, but I snatched Sabrina, so it all worked out. I made two friends by asking two questions. We studied in the library, we both like dominoes, and we both don't really do school all that well. Isn't that odd? I find it funny, really.

Hmm. Well, we ate lunch, and then up and off we went to our classes. Did I mention that Sabrina wheeled me around all throughout lunch hour? It was very fun and guilt inspiring. So, then came International studies. I met Tone, pronounced Tony. And he's great, polite, like everyone else. I walked down one 1000's hallway, and found it wasn't there. First person who walks through the door, I ask, "Do you know where ten oh two is?" And he said, "I don't know, but I have to go there, too." So we went down a different hallway, and found it. Tiny classroom. Perfect for a tiny class. Class was nice. Apparently Egypt is both in the Middle East and Africa. Interesting, ne? Maybe, if Asia is snapped up, as I'm afraid, I'll study Africa for the sake of Libby. Libbilu!! It will be fun. And I'm still COMPLETELY in the air about college. Am I going to NNU? Ohio? Hawaii? Tokyo Daigaku? I have no clue.

Anou...Ah. After class, I went home, had a bit of dinner, and went back for Japanese 112. Which I really don't need, other than the extra day of Japanese practice, and the credits, which will apparently transfer to some random colleges. I find this rather inspiring that I'll be credited with extra study. The class has local high schoolers, as it's an evening class. I don't know. I dislike this. Not them being high schoolers, because I did the same, but just the very level of maturity they choose to show. There is maturity, they have parents, they merely choose not to use it. I don't know, they're just bored, and really shouldn't take this class, as it's below their level, but they want college credit. Pleh.

In other news, wheelchairs are only semi convenient, and I think I'm better off building up pain in my rib cage from crutching everywhere than being in a wheelchair, for my own convenience. Oh yes, and mother's breathing fire, as it is so inconvenient for me to be at school. She's already paid for it, she's the one who insisted I go to school, and now she changes her mind, and AFTER I've taken half of my first classes, she acts like I should just stay home. Maybe I should just go down to the bus stop. She's such an...I don't know. I want to use a particularly strong noun here, but that's not fair.

Oh, yes. I sent Satomi san to Yumi san emails today. I don't really think I should send them another so soon.

Nathan apparently is waiting with bated breath for me, so I suppose I must go. I have homework, at any rate.

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Mood: Tired, satisfied