October 28, 2754

I have been on the planet Fopplin for some weeks now and things are looking bleak. I am running out of supplies after having been ransacked by the Codoraks, the descendants of humans who got stranded here many centuries ago in the 2400s. They stole almost all my food and every useful item I possess. So I am left helpless in the dense forest Yi-Algier with all its predators and treacherous creatures of all sorts. *Sigh* I suppose I’ll have to hunt something down before I run out of food. I’ll look through my field books to see if I can find anything about edible wildlife in the Fopplinian woods.

Cheerio.

Brrrrrrrring!!! “That will be all, class. Have a good afternoon,” Oichi-sensei says. All the students rise, bow to her, and  give a collective “Have a good afternoon as well, Oichi-sensei.” With my purple argyll binder and navy plaid pencilcase in hand and my authentic Hamtaro backpack where it should be (on my back), I proceed toward the door. My best Japanese friend,  Kikue Senmatsu, follows me as I walk out into the hall, which is steadily filling with students from the many other classrooms.

“Ne-kun, you wanna do something after school today?” she asks, her deep brown eyes aglow with eagerness. She is just the cutest thing…got a bubbliness in her that I just adore.

“Yeah! How ’bout the arcade and some food? But I can’t stay too long…with that project for Saigo-sensei,” I reply, taking some textbooks from my locker and packing them in my bag.

“Splendid! I’ll ask Yoshi-kun if she wants to come, too! Let’s meet in the courtyard in 20 minutes,” Kikue responds excitedly and goes down the hall to look for Yoshi.

“‘Kay!” I say as I wave.

Kikue was the first student to make friends with me when I moved to Japan for the student-exchange program. She came right up to me, did a little bow, and straightforwardly asked to be my friend. I was happy that someone wanted to be my friend on the first day at a new school in a new country, so I was like, what the hay! Ever since that day two months ago, we’ve been the best of buds.

I now have my bag packed and 15 minutes left before I have to be in the cherry tree-surrounded courtyard of my school, so I take my time. While I stroll through the school, I spot on the hottest Japanese guys on the planet (well, to me anyway) walking up the hall as I walk down. Omgizzle, it’s Kamenosuke! Oh, geez, I thought. He and I are approaching each other at a steady rate. He is reading a novel as he walks, and I half-hope he won’t look up. But I have a serious crush on the guy, so I kinda hope he will. We are now just a few yards away. He looks up and smiles, his pearly teeth glistening perfectly. His beautifully dyed hair is reddish-brown and scattered over his forehead. His eyes are chocolate and framed with thin blue-framed glasses. “Good afternoon, John-san. How do you do?” my crush greets me.

After admiring his face for a few more seconds, I respond, “Hey, Kamenosuke-san. I’m well. How about you?”

“I’m fine. Just reading a bit of this novel.”

“Oh. Is it good?”

“Oh, yes! Excellent!”

“Um…are you doing anything after school today?”

“No. Nothing but homework.”

“Would you like to go to the arcade with me, Kikue, and Yoshi? I mean, unless you have tons of homework.”

“That would be fun! I would love to go!”

“Awesome! I was just on my way to meet them in the courtyard.”

“Okay. Then I’ll walk with you.”

Eeeeeeeeek! He’s is beyond gorgeous! And he’s walking with meeeee!!!!

Kamenosuke and I walk down three sets of stairs and then outside into the stunning courtyard of our school. Near the fountain sit Yoshi and Kikue. They wave to us with smiles on their faces.

“Good afternoon, Kamenosuke-san,” the girls greet my crush with a bow.

“Good afternoon, Kikue-san and Yoshi-san,” he replies with a bow.

“We didn’t know that you would be accompanying us,” Kikue says, glancing at me slyly.

“Oh, I was just invited by John-san. I thought it would be fun! And I would like to see how good John-san is at our Japanese arcade games!” he says with a chuckle.

I blush a bit at this.

“Well, let’s go!” exclaims Yoshi, excited to get to the arcade.

I look at Kamenosuke admiringly. He is too cute for words, really! And guess what? He looks over at me and catches me ogling. He smiles and chuckles. And I think I caught a glimpse of a blush in his cheek before I quickly turned away. I thought to myself, Could it be that he likes me, too?! Omgizzle! This could be the best afternoon in the history of afternoons!!!!

Then Kamenosuke asks me something.

“John-san, is it ok if I call you Ne-kun?”

“Oh, absolutely! Sure! That’s…that’s just fine.”

Wow!!!! He wants to call me Ne-kun now!!!! Eeeeeeeek!!!!

When we arrive to the arcade, we have an excellent time and play tons of Japanese games. The rest I’ll describe in detail at another date.

The End

Shante, Davante, and Yannick are siblings. I used to go to their apartment (later on, their house) after school when I was in elementary school, and we’d watch “The Mighty Morphin’ Power Rangers kick butt. If if wasn’t the Power Rangers, we’d watch “Robin Hood.” I don’t mean any of the live action versions. I’m talkin’ foxes, rabbits, lions, and the whole caboodle. The animated Disney version. I loved that thing. I still love it! I saw a commercial on the Disney Channel that said it’s playing tomorrow, and my eyes started welling up with nostalgic tears! Anyway, let’s get to the focus of this post—my cousins. Yannick was the eldest of the three.

I remember he liked to make things out of KNex, he liked videogames (he had a Super Nintendo Entertainment System and later on a Playstation), and he liked beyblades.

Davante is the middle child. He’s actually just a couple hours younger than me. He and I got along pretty well until puberty. Then we argued a good bit. But it’s all good now. We’re not as tight as before because our interests have branched in different directions. He has a new interest that I didn’t really take to– football. He still likes videogames but…I don’t know…our bond isn’t as strong as before.

Shante is the last child. She liked dolls and things like that. She used to come over to my house VERY often. Those were good times. Whenever she was over or I was over, we used to goof around so much! We’d make faces and i think we pillow-fighted a couple times. Haha We still talk and goof off. But things are different because we’re older, and we go to different schools. We don’t hang out as much as before.

Shanee is the child of my mother’s brother unlike the above three cousins (they are the children of my mother’s sister). Shanee…was always the strangest of these 4 cousins. She was more like my mom than anything…always acting crazy and laughing at everything! She used to annoy me a little when I was younger, but now I know she’s just being her silly self when she acts all funny

“Huh…wha?” I mutter in response.

I tug my stuffy comforter off my body and sluggishly sit up. Sleepily, I gaze at the cable box blow my television set.

“Whoa! Oh, crap! I thought my alarm would wake me up!” I exclaim as I scramble out of bed.

“It went off like three times!” Mom replies.

“Why didn’t you wake me up earlier? If you knew that I needed to get up to get ready for school?!”

“I wanted you to learn a lesson!”

“Oh my gosh, Mom! Now I’m gonna be late! Thanks a lot!”

“Watch your tone with me, J’nee! Or you’re gonna get a slap!”

I grunt quietly in response and rush to the bathroom to take a quick shower and brush my teeth. I can’t believe this. The woman knows that I have to be in school for 8:00, yet she refuses to wake me up. Wow! I wash my face with the special black soap by the sink. After rinsing the foam off, I pat my face with a small peach colored towel nearby.

“Jay, you see the time?” I hear my dad ask from outside the bathroom

“Yes, Dad, I’m aware of the time,” I respond a tad annoyed.

For some reason, he always thinks that I don’t know what time it is. It’s so annoying. I, towel-clothed, speed-walk to my room to get dressed. “Great, I have this stupid project to finish! ARGGGGHHH!!!!” After I spray some “Just Paris” on me, I grab my laptop and my bookbag and head out the door. “See ya, Mom and Dad!” I hear them say goodbye and I throw my stuff in the car. I begin to sit down in the driver’s seat of my glossy black sports car when I remember that my dog needs food. I run to his house and pet his black head. He licks my hand even though he should be upset with me. He’s so forgiving, my dog. I take hold of his food bowl and run to the storage room to get him some pedigree. “Mingie, here you go. Love you! Byeeeee!” I leave him gobbling down his food. I pull my cell from my pocket to check the time. “Oh, Lawd!” I rush into the car, turn it on, and  just as I am about to open the remote-controlled gate, my car teleports to the Secret Youth Police  Headquarters. “Oh, greeeeat!!! Now I’m reeeeaally gonna be late!!!!” I exclaim. I open the door and step onto the Reception Platform. The busy center of operations for the special organization is bustling with activity. A fellow spy and friend of mine, Blare Cogsworth, stands nearby with a cream-filled doughnut and super creamy coffee in hand.

“Hey, J’nee! I would tousle your hair, but my hands are full,” Blare explains as she motions with her occupied hands an air tousle.

“Wow…So, what’s the emergency this time…Hey, you’re not in school…”

“Yeah, it’s ok ’cause Mrs. Tobrin thinks I’ve got a virus.”

“Oh. Haha. Good one. Well, I’m gonna text Jennah-Li to say I’m sick. Can’t have too many absents on my record!”

At this, I whip out my trusty Super Nintendo themed iPhone, and text my bff the sitch. “no problem,” she texts back.

“Btw, Blare, are there more doughnuts in the lounge?”

“Yup! All sorts! Blueberry topped ones  and raspberry filled ones and…”

I was gone and headed for the lounge. On my way through one of the many halls of the huge HQ, I passed Vink Lee Vike, one of the tech guys.

“Hey, J’nee!” he greeted me.

“Hi! Gotta get to the lounge! Didn’t have any breakfast!” I responded mid-jog.

” ‘Kay,” he chuckled as I disappeared around the corner.

“Oof!” This comes from me and another as we collide and consequently fall to the floor in a heap.

“Owwww…Wha…?” I murmur as I rub my throbbing forehead.

“”Sorry, I did not see you coming,” the other responds.

“I…I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have been running around the corner so fast,” I apologize.

My blurred vision slowly clears so that I can see who, exactly, I crashed into. It’s none other than that spicy new Japanese fellow, Rei Wada. I’m black, but my blushing cheeks show anyway. That’s how embarrassed I am. Oh…crud. Of all people to boot up into, it had to be him?!?! Cheese and bread!!!

“Rei! It’s you! Ummm…”

“Ohayou, J’nee. Where were you in such a hurry to go?”

“Umm, well, I didn’t have breakfast and I’m starving, so I was just on my way to the lounge on the 10th floor,” I inform Rei.

“Eh heh. Oh, yes. There are some lovely doughnuts in there!”

“Heehee.”

Why are we still on the floor?

“Here let me help you up,” offers the chivalrous Rei.

He stands and, as he does, aids me in getting up.

“Thanks,” I say as I look up at his brilliantly clean-shaven face.

“No problem, Nee-kun,” he replies amicably.

This is where I bubble inside. He called me NEE-KUN!!!!!!!! That must mean that HE LIKES ME!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!

“May I walk with you, Nee-kun?”

“Oh, sure! That would be…that would be fantastic, Rei.”

We then, strolled to the elevator, which, luckily, was there just as we pressed the button. But, as the doors slid open, standing there were  three infiltrators. They grabbed us, pulled us into the elevator, and proceeded to bind us up.

“What the…?!?! Let us go!!!” I screamed, wriggling to get myself free. Then, something struck me on the head, and I was out…

To be Continued…

Today, at school, the most amazing thing happened!!! Camden ACTUALLY SPOKE TO ME!!! It was homeroom, and Camden was sitting in front of me. I was staring at his perfect locks of brown and admiring the way the curls spiraled down to his shoulders. I kind of wanted to reach out and pull gently on one of them, but I didn’t want to totally freak him out! So I just kept staring. Then all of a sudden, Camden turned around. He was looking right at me. His perfect gray-green glistened. I gulped quietly and my heart was beating like 10,000 beats per minute!!! Then, with his perfect tenor voice, he said, “You’re smart, right? Could you help me with this Calc. problem?” I couldn’t believe he was actually talking to me. This is how the rest of the convo went.

“Uh. Sure! W-what’s the problem?”

“I don’t get this derivative thing. How do I find it?”

“Well, what you do is take the equation from the book. Wherever you see x, replace it with x-h.”

“Ohhh. Okay.”

“Then take that, f(x-h), and subtract f(x) from it.”

“Hmm…oh, okay.”

“Now put it all over h. And write lim as h -> 0 in front of the fraction. And solve!”

“Oh wow…I feel really stupid. All of that information is right here.”

“Oh, don’t! This kind of stuff happens to everyone! Just be happy you’re not an absolute klutz, like me!”

“You’re not a klutz…you’re just a tad bit clumsy. But everyone’s a little clumsy. So don’t feel bad about it.”

“Thanks, Camden.”

“Thank you, Connie, for the help.”

“No problem, Camden. Anytime you need any help, just call me. Not like on the phone! Unless…you want to! I mean, ugh…”

“Ha, I will. Thanks. And you can call me Cam if you want. “

“Oh, okay! Sure…Cam.”

“Heh heh, see ya, Connie.”

End of convo.

It was AMAZING!!!!!!! I mean this is a HUGE step in our relationship! Who knows? Maybe he’ll start talking to me like on a regular basis! OMG! The possibility of that happening is just…HEART-QUICKENING!!!!! Any way, Journal, that’s all for now! byeeee

I will begin with The Mighty Morphin’ Power Rangers. In this action-packed kids’ show, there are six teenagers are chosen to protect the city from monsters. They are Billy Cranston, Trini Kwan, Tommy Oliver, Jason Lee Scott, Kimberly Hart, and Zach Taylor. They each hve a dinosaur associated with them and special weapons. When it was time to fight, the rangers would say, “It’s morphin’ time!” and suit up! I remember when  I would go home with my auntie after preschool, my cousins, Davante and Shante (I think Yannick was there too) and I would hop on the couch and view this awesome program. We would say that we were the Power Rangers. Shante was the Pink, I was the Yellow, Davante was the Red, and Yannick was the Blue. Presently, I don’t remember much of the plot of the show, but I do remember the excitement it would incite in me.

On to the next show that I feel like talking about. Rugrats. This cartoon centers around the adventures of four babies. Tommy, Chuckie, Phil and Lil are able to talk amongst themselves (not to the “growed-ups” however). In every episodes, they  misunderstand something said by the grown-ups. Their imaginations come alive and they may see an electrician as a pirate  come to fix the “pirate” light (pilot light) or a sweater as a monster under the bed. Tommy has a cousin, Angelica, who always picks on the babies, but she gets her just desserts in the end, a fact which amused me ever so much when I watched Rugrats. In actuality, I shouldn’t have been watching it because my mom disliked the show. Angelica was too rude for her. I watched it anyway. Probably not at home. At my aunt’s house.

Next show, Tenchi Muyo. I can barely remember anything about this one. What I do remember of it is that it is AWESOME! Because it’s anime which is pretty much my all-time favorite genre!!! So, the story of Tenchi Muyo is basically focused on Tenchi ( the only boy in the picture ). All the girls in the picture live with him and love him. Their names are Ayeka, Sasami, Washu, Ryoko, and Mihoshi (clockwise from upper right hand corner). Ayeka is a loud princess who is always arguing with Ryoko, a space pirate. Sasami, my favorite character, is Ayeka’s little sister. The blonde Mihoshi is a klutzy space policewoman. Washu is a genius who made Ryoko and the cute little cabbit, Ryo-Ohki, who can turn into a spaceship.

I have a truckload of homework to do, including this post. Well, actually, I don’t HAVE to do this right now. It’s due in like…a week. But I’m doing it because it’s a HECK of a lot more fun than doing my Government homework. Anywho, let’s get down to business…to defeat the Huns! Mulan, bup-bup! Ahem…sorry. heh heh

I want to discuss my love life…this is gonna be entertaining for you. I’m just gonna focus on middle to high school love life. Sooooo, when I was in 7th grade, I had a crush on…two?…boys. One of them had no clue and still has no clue. The other, I told. Yikes. That was a bad decision. It was at Space Camp. I told the guy I liked him because he decided that he was gonna have a crush on some other girl from like fLOrIDa or something! Anyway, I panicked and told him that I liked him. He freaked seemingly. Didn’t want to talk to me. Basically avoided me for the rest of the day. So then, I told him that I didn’t like him anymore. I was lying. I mean I didn’t like him at that moment, but I still had a crush on him. Anyway that settled  that for now and we were friends again. When we got home, however, not realizing that I should just drop the topic, I asked the young sir why he had reacted the way he had when
I confessed my feelings to him. DASH! he zoomed outta there! He refused to answer me no matter how much I chased him! But I think he eventually apologized and we continued our friendship pretty much as it was before Space Camp.

A year later, this same boy goes to Washington D.C. and returns with news that rips my heart in two. It saddens me and angers me right now as I sit in this broken swivel chair. Flashback time…I’m in my homeroom with some friends who had gone to D.C. and brought back pics on their digi-cams. They’re showing everyone. I stick my head in to take a peek. And what do I see? A quite heart-rending pic of the boy I was crushin’ on with ANOTHER GIRL!!!!!! I was exceedingly vexed. I began asking different people variations of  “who is that?” I was probably thinking, “who the hell is that wench wid mah man?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! I wasn’t really thinking those exact words but who cares. They told me it was his girlfriend…you can bet that I was 1000x more crushed (no pun intended) than I was before I was aware of her true identity.

Throughout the day, I heard the like of my life saying his girlfriend’s name loud enough for me to hear…just to spite me. He was really low. Y’know I probably shouldn’t be writing on this topic…I feel like crying. T.T

Cheer up, J’nee.

sigh…

Okay…so our friendship was ruined for like 2 to 3 years. We hardly talked, if at all. It was okay though. I didn’t want to talk to him. Whatever, I thought.

Things have changed of late, for the better. We talk now. Much, muuuch more than before. I like it. Hey! I feel a little better.

He teases me sometimes, like he used to…yeah, I think I like it better this way. Now that we’re friends again.