Watch random movies with like 50 people because we’re bored out of our skull and don’t feel like doing anything?
Hehe you and me both rigamorolla. 
go on the internet, or play PS2, Xbox etc 
It rains a lot here, so that could explain why I’m on the net a lot rolls eyes
I know this is a little late, but if it were rainning along with really bad weather I would like to watch or listen to reports of the local weather rather than watching a football game that’s being played in California. Especally if the team sucks and blows as bad as the weather outside of my house.p:unch::
Ah, damnation! His maddening call has impaled the heart of my typing as surely as though the H key had fallen from the heavens themselves onto a pit of spikes placed so closely together there was no chance of avoiding their barbs.
I Usually Like Enjoying It Too It Feels…Quite Relaxing.
Today it rained and I drove around in my car, listening to music.
When I’m outside I freak people out by singing and dancing about. When indoors I bother people by running around because I’m boooored.
I never got why people freaked out about that. I know the art teacher who went to Japan with us was freaking out when we were doing it. Although, after me bumming a cig of a Yak and then disappearing with some Japanese rasta, and Spencer getting the number of a waitress at dinner, maybe she’d just had enough of our group that day and was just freaking out about everything.
I dont’ get it either. But people do tend to stop, stare, then quickly dash away as I walk by.
I figure it’s better than the old sarariman who jsut out there drinking his Kirin getting totally soaked in his suit because he didn’t give enough of a damn to come in. At least when you’re dancing, you’re having fun and being alive.
Heehee sarariiman. That was on the quiz on Friday.
Indeed. And I was going to say something, probably not interesting, but I got distracted so I have forgotten.
Man, I shuld’ve taken a japanese class. Maybe then I wouldn’t speak like a schoolgirl from Osaka, which I evidently do. Well, I’m not sure about the Osaka part, but my voice does raise at least an octave when I speak Japanese. T_T
Haha, how cute. I wish I could learn something other than the Tokyo dialect…It’d be so much fun to say…learn Yakuza slang or something. =p
From what I coudl tell from the one I talked to, Yakuza slang is pretty much like American gangster slang, only half in Japanese. They swear a lot in English, though. He asked me if I was “some kinda fucking pussy” in English before giving it to me. Not, like, insinuating I was, just, that’s the kind of thing one is supposed to ask before giving you something, if they are in the Yakuza, I suppose. Fuck, Shit, Dick, and Pussy in English come up a lot with very informal Japanese where they pronounce even less letters than I do, which given my under-enunciated speech, is saying something. Otherwise, they’re overly polite. He thanked me after we were done. . . it’s like, they try to be these hardcore, rebellious gangster types, but they were raised to be polite and are stereotypically Japananese enough to be polite to everyone. I bet, if they mug you, they would be all “Arigato Gozaimasu!” after putting a knife to your chin and telling you it was your money or your life.
You may not be in Tokyo dialect. I thought I was until literally everybody told me I was talking with an Osaka factory accent.
I’m pretty sure it Tokyo dialect. I won’t find out until I actually go to Japan and someone tells me, “Oh! Your japanese is so skillful! It sounds just like _____”
My sensei told us right at the beginning that we would be learning Tokyo dialect.
And I realize I am now off topic. Oops!
Oh, shit, yeah, and not even just a little, either.
Um, Meat Loaf is also good rain-listening music, if I haven’t already said that.
Then again, Meat Loaf is good for all the times.
I have no music here. So I can’t listen to anything when it rains. It would be enjoyable. Because silence bothers me.
It rains frequently where I live. I have no particular activity to which I turn when it is raining, although I tend to stay inside and do things on the computer (especially write or surf the internet) or read.
Sometimes though, especially late at night when it rains and I am awake, I open my window (if it is warm enough) and listen to the rain, meditating on its sound. This sometimes inspires me to compose poetry. If I am in the right mood, I put on She Wants Revenge’s short instrumental song Disconnect; the song has the sound of rain in the background, but listening to the music when I am hearing and looking at real rain brings the music a little closer into the real world. It feels a little surreal, but is generally soothing.