disosciation

i am forgetting how to spell. i dont know how to spell scissors i think. maybe im tired?

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blog… i am so jealous of these 14 year old musicians who litraly make incredible bagners of songs. wtf is up with them. they’re increidble.

blog… i think i’m frekaing out a littel right now. i have something to admit to you: from 9:30pm-12:00am, i wandered around Osaka with no particular destination. it was terrifying. multiple moments when I was comlpetely alone im the pitch dark. i saw something that resembled a dead body very much in the darkness of this huge, eerie park. i don't think it was a real dead body... maybe a tree or something. i felt so alive. it was exhilerating. then, i picked up these cute little sandwich + a yummy gummy snack at this store FILLED with American teenagers. it literally seemed like we planned it together, but it was unplanned. i didn’t want to be associated with them though since they were kinda loud. i loved this yummy gummy snack since it was designed as a snack, but you can’t mow through it in 2 minutes because the gummies are really tough. yay.

blog… i’m a little upset at something and hold your belts because i’m about to tell you what this situation is. basically, I’ve been planning to do a streaming marathon with my cousins for a week, playing horror games and fun stuffs like that, then posting it on youtube again. but, the thing is that i don’t have my computer which really sucks. uuuuuuugbhgbgbgbgbgbgbg. whyyyyyyyyyyyy….

if you haven’t caught onto the pattern of my mental state within this blog, i am in pre-period mode right now. kinda dreading the period situation on the plane… dunno what im gon do bout dat tbh… waht do i do?

blog…. i’m gonna write a terrible story and share it with you. i’m really bored right now because I can’t do anything else other than walk around, and maybe ride the train leisurely. i want to save my money since i’m gonna be driving all around the midwest and i’ve consumed at least 300 hours of youtube shorts about American gas prices…. . i sort of think i did everything that i want to do during this trip except for climb maya-san. i can still do that this weekend actually so i suppose I shall..

storytime!!! here’s my story:

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dear reader… my name is sammy . something you may or may not kmow about me is that i make my own jewelery. i go to the ocean, pick a lucky and pretty shell, lick off the grubby sand, then hammer the end of a sharp tool positioned at an acceptable origin. actually, every piece i’m wearing is made by yours truly! oh, wait… you can’t see me! haha.

i have two bracelets on my right arm with small, groovy white clam shells around the circumference, one anklet in a similar fashion, and a necklace with a scrappy piece of a conch shell or something. though, i’m planning on abandoning the shells and move into glass pieces since there’s just so much beautiful stained glass washed up on shore, but i still have to work out the logistics of the hole since glass is pretty fragile..

it’s funny because every time i reveal to the senior citizens my creative endeavor, they tell me “wow! sammy, you’re so gosh-darned talented!”, but i don’t believe them. i can see it in their slimed-over eyes they don’t think i’m actually special as they claim me to be. methinks they just feel bad for my incredible loneliness, but since i love them so much, i always just say “thanks! i’ll make you one too!”, then they flash me a crusty expression of empty gratitude. “


blog, did you like that? i had lots of fun writing it. even though we met a mere 15 minutes ago, i love sammy already. i think i want to see more of her story mayhaps.

blog…. i’m scared… i’m really scared. i don’t know what is going to become of me. i don’t know what the next three months are gonna look like. i’m terrified, but i’m really brave so i think i’ll be fine. i’m so excited…………..

watch this show, “hacks.”it’s really funny. also, HAPPY 80TH POST!!!! only.. five more left to go... :(... じゃね