It’s funny how people here treat me like their younger sister. When any one of them is about to say something remotely R-rated, they’d tell me, “Earmuffs,” and I’m supposed to cover my ears. Funny in a silly way.
I was really pissed at Shibata for being such a retard but this is a battle that I won’t fight. You just have to learn how to choose your battles, apparently.
Well, since he won’t give me a room near school, I’ll just sleep at Karen’s room. Nyeh! I had to teach this morning so I woke up pretty early. Karen made me breakfast — curry!

So then after teaching Tatsuya, I went back to the dorm near school to hang out with Alan, Yuka and Karen. We biked to Nagoya Station. It’s my first time riding my bike there and it wasn’t far at all!

I like how the trees are starting to turn orange.
Oh. And something to think about. There’s this guy who’s also an exchange student who keeps a blog. A personal blog but definitely not as personal as how my blog has become. Anyway, when I told him that I chanced upon his blog, he told me that he would like to read my blog. And then I cringed. No way. I wouldn’t want anyone to read my blog. Lately I’ve become more… private (if that’s even possible).