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Monday, February 23, 2004
gonna have to rethink this one
My nihongo no sensei (japanese teacher) asked us to write a quick paragraph about our scariest moment ever. I'm not one to get scared so easily, so i pondered for a bit (maybe my entire Vietnam trip?) before she asked if we wanted to hear her scariest memory. Sure. Off she launches into a lovely story about a walk in the woods with her husband, in Japan, beautiful scenery, blah blah blah. Oh, she ran into someone who had hung themselves. So for sensei, scary = suicide. Right. So I'm thinking that my story about skydiving would be just a little too whimsical for this assignment...? I spent the weekend with some lovely lovely people doing some lovely lovely things, and resulting conversations had me wondering again how it is that people date so easily. If you don't know what i mean by that, bear with me a moment: in my entire (admissably short) dating life, i've dated all of 2.5 guys. (The Turkish boy doesn't really count... no offense, gökhan.) And as much as I could dramatically roll about complaining about this fact, I |