- grave story -

currently listening to - final your song (SeanNorth)
mood - more traumatised, as expected

and so, as a creditable person who keeps promises (eh) , i joined the other OUFS yosakoi (pronunciation: "yo-sah-coy". a highly-energetic Japanese dance which combines traditional Japanese dance movements with modern music. popular event during festivals.) dance group members and performed in the annual Koiya Matsuri, an extremely big and lively yosakoi dance festival held on the 8th, 9th and 10th of september this year. i must've been mad for agreeing to perform in the festival, since i have exams during the very same period.

anway it doesn't matter now since everthing's over (but not the dreadful exams unfortunately).

was one of the most memorable festivals i have ever been to. first of all the main event was held in front of Osaka Castle. and obviously it costed me a bit to get there from my dorm which is in the isolated northern jungle. plus, we had the opportunity to enjoy free public bath - we waited under the trees for decades for the heavy rain to stop. had to squeeze out water from our costumes before our performance.

then, there was this unbearably mushy moment when our leader announced that some of the seniors will retire from the group after that night's performance. it feels weird when you're one of the few who doesn't cry when everyone else is weeping. and it feels weirder when you finally got watery-eyed and suddenly your friend turns to you and says "Come on, cry!!"

okay...

but the most surprising thing was that we actually received the best dance performance award for Kyobashi-Ekimae area (the biggest stage after Osakajo-Koen). yeah. didn't expect that our dance was that good. the champion and the 1st runners-up were, needless to say, very awesome. should've taken pictures but i didn't bring my digicam. well, even if i did, i wouldn't have wanted to risk losing it while suffocating among 3000+ dancers (and probably a thousand more audience or something..).

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so yeah.. the main topic of my post this time is actually NOT ABOUT yosakoi, as you can see from the title. well yeah it did resulted me in very depressing exam results (probably). thank you for your kind patience. *slap*

i was anxiously waiting for my friend's reply confirming whether we would study together (omfg i can't believe i just said that) when i decided to call her directly. i suppose she was overly-traumatised and horrified by the disastrous exam papers since i didn't quite get what she meant by "The police are in my room now!! Come Quickly!!!" well yeah i think she is insane but still i followed her commands and carried out my rescue mission.

apparently, she was selling drugs in the dormitory ever since she arrived in osaka. liar. she's been lying to me all this while, saying things like "It was only tempura flour for my favourite fried chicken". so i took a shot-gun off the wall and fired two warning shots. BANG. into her head. the police applauded and commended me for the brilliant shots. and i was awarded the sogeking (the best shooter in one piece) award and lived happily ever....

shall we get back to reality now?

ahem.

apparently in may, my friend got a 2nd-hand (or 3rd-hand? 4th-leg?) bicycle from our friend's senior, who got the bicycle from his landowner. and APPARENTLY, one's supposed to report to the police when he wants to give the ownership of his goods away... by the flow of my story, you should be able to tell that no one bothered to visit the police. and in the end, the landowner claimed that his bicycle, which was supposed to be under the care of the senior, was stolen. is it just me or is everyone here having a headache trying to understand what the hell am i talking about?

so. we (actually it's me) had a fun-filled debate with the 2 policemen in front of my friend's room, and finally concluded that we should head to the senior's place and uncover the truth. 1st we dashed up and down like crazy chickens trying to track down our friend (who?), the one whose senior is the one we're looking for. then to our delight, we realised that the senior was missing in action after several attempts of knocking on his door.

what a wonderful outing. that day we were like celebrities. everyone turned and looked at the 3 of us in awe. and as i expected, some glared at us with questioning eyes and flocked to us and threw us the ever-cliched line often used by curious middle-aged aunties living next door: "So what happened to you just now?" i was so tempted to say something really lame but decided to spend more effort in deciphering the unfamiliar equations all over my physics textbook instead.

*sigh* can i end my blog now? i'm tired and hungry. till we meet again.

that's if i'm still alive after this week.