man, I was really down yesterday. I won't go into it, to avoid dwelling on it and inviting the mood to return, linger. today's good though. okay, I didn't wake up near as early as I'd hoped: I only managed to watch 10 minutes of Pokémon before falling back asleep, but I've showered, eaten and done some work :)

I've been reading the book on Nietszche from Oxford Uni Press's Very Short Introductions series and I'm enjoying it so much I've had to make a second flask (because Japan doesn't understand the concept of 'mugs': they're half the size they need to be) of Earl Grey. But before returning to the book I'm here to check mail just quickly.. I say 'quickly' but I pressed 'play' in Spotify where I had Martha Wainwright's "I Know You're Married But I Have Feelings Too" album, which I'd not heard before and it's too good to leave.. Today I'm glad to be alone, but it's probably best that I ask someone to make sure I go out and buy food. oh.

Hello,
I'm just here to commemorate the mind-blowingly crispy bit of chicken skin I just bit into. Chee Seng generously let me have one of his pieces of fried chicken (I took a thigh piece =] - I thought I'd have to wait til I got home to eat such a meaty piece of chicken). As I headed out of his room he asked if I wanted bread to go with it but his loaf had started turning mouldy on the crust. Then as I was about to put the chicken in the (toaster) oven he came in to the kitchen and scooped rice into my bowl. Because he worries about me not eating properly. ..now that I have to cook for myself. oh man. I feel like the baby of the group.

Sundays are the worst. I'm too lazy to go out and buy food, let alone go to Nishi Waseda. So far I've eaten a cream puff, a curry pan, a pot of yoghurt and a kit kat.

Laundry day and a first period class

When I get my own place, I'm going to buy many beautiful, delicate vases and decorate every room with them. They will force me to act calmly when I'm feeling particularly violent to ensure that I don't accidentally break any.