Tsuchi Kin

Boring summer this has been. Work, work, and more work. Though I did have fun painting with Kankurou the other day. I'd just like to say for my own personal record that I will NEVER become a painter. My fingers like ebony and ivory. That's it.

( Cellphone Picture E-Mails to Kankurou in Order: )

Busy week it's been. I'm glad it's Saturday. I work tonight, but this morning I think I'm going to go buy some new clothes. Mine are. . .able to be disposed of. I really just need some new jeans, maybe one or two shorts. The ones I wore for move in; not good at all. What I really need, though, are new sneakers. I'll stop by the Sketcher's store, since they're always pretty comfortable.

I promised I wouldn't say anything, but this is for my own benefit! Tuesday. There, all done.

I saw this woman in the park the other day walking her cat. I was a little concerned, but Snowball seemed to like it. Maybe he thought he was a dog. . . I want one.

What's with all this rain lately? I'm tired of it! I hate having to walk to work or home in it, and the thunder is just way too damn loud. My friend told me she's been to concerts that weren't as loud. Christ. I want some sun, and a day off. I'll I've done once I got home was nap, which is sad because I don't do anything strenuous at work at all.

Seems a little quiet these days. Must be 'cause everyone is on vacation. I wonder if Ren will take me to her beach house. Doubtful. Bitch doesn't share jack-shit other than pictures, apparently.

( In Love With A Blind Man )

Friggen yes!

I'm so out of this place.

Kankurou, will you help me move? I can't take the bed myself.

I'm so bored. There's nothing to do in the house. I'm left to think all damn day. Can't right music, can't sing. Can't do anything. I want someone here, even if they sit in the other room. Watch tv. At least it's company.

Kankurou should come over. I like his company. How many licks do you think it takes to get to the center of a Kankurou-pop?

Wish he'd just say something already. I'm not his dear anything, either. Wants to call me dear, gotta do some other things first. Lame.

I'd lick it. I love candy.






[[Kin has an obscenely low tolerance for medication, and has taken a tad too much. She's not thinking clearly.]]

Aw fuck.

I'm calling out of work tomorrow.

New Kids On The Block made a comeback. That is all.

Hoy fue realmente un día tan bueno. Soy hecho con mis clases hasta el nuevo semestre de la caída, por último. Yo me desmayé del español final, también, que jode impresionante porque yo no quise tomar eso. Miró duramente como el pecado. Música fue agradable. Jugué mi pedazo escrito para el piano para la clase el martes, yo pienso. Conseguí un 98. Yo me olvidé de hacer uno de las notas un Natural. Fucker. Yo lo jugué apropiadamente, también. Debo haber tenido un 100. Debo ni tomo música las clases ya. Soy eso maldice bueno. Puedo hacer mejor que mis maestros. ¿Qué es mi mayor otra vez? ¿Enseño yo? ¿Jugaré yo para yo mismo para siempre? ¿Cantaré yo en vendió los conciertos?

El infierno si sé. Yo no sé nada ya. Aunque mi día fue todavía bueno, aún después de que yo me diera cuenta de eso. Así que iré tomo un chaparrón y salgo y ando alrededor de la casa desnuda y si mi cuidado de padres o hermana que ellos acaban de comer mí. Me importa un pito hoy. Hoy es para mí.

Mañana es para el trabajo. Pasaré una llenas ocho horas en un registro en una ferretería. Por lo menos yo conseguiré para ver personas yo no tengo inconveniente en ver. (Hunter) es bonito refresca, ahora que he trabajado realmente abajo él. Aunque yo todavía no pienso que él es gracioso como los otros hace. El es justo haha gracioso, no se ríe su asno de gracioso. Cualquier. Abro, así que 8-5. Se siente bien tener horas normales de trabajo, para ser honesto. ¿Por qué el infierno es hoy tan maldice bueno? Es el tipo de preocupar. Necesito algo malo suceder justo tan yo no puedo decir realmente que tuve un día bueno.

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Today was actually a really good day. I'm done with my classes until the new fall semester, finally. I passed out of the Spanish final, too, which is fucking awesome because I did not want to take that. It looked hard as sin. Music was nice. I played my piece written for the piano for the class Tuesday, I think. I got a 98. I forgot to make one of the notes a Natural. Fucker. I played it properly, too. I should have had a 100. I shouldn't even take music classes anymore. I'm that damn good. I can do better than my teachers. What's my major again? Am I teaching? Am I going to play for myself forever? Am I going to sing at sold out concerts?

Hell if I know. I don't know anything anymore. Though my day was still good, even after I realized that. So I'm going to go take a shower and get out and walk around the house naked and if my parents or sister care they can just eat me. I don't give a damn today. Today is for me.

Tomorrow is for work. I'm going to spend a full eight hours at a register in a hardware store. At least I'll get to see people I don't mind seeing. (Hunter) is pretty cool, now that I've actually worked under him. Though I still don't think he's funny like everyone else does. He's just haha funny, not laugh your ass off funny. Whatever. I'm opening, so 8-5. It feels good to have normal work hours, to be honest. Why the hell is today so damn good? It's sort of worrying. I need something bad to happen just so I can't actually say I had a good day.

Well shit. It's already June. I guess that means I get to be another year older on Friday. At least it doesn't suck as bad, since I'll be 21. Yipee.

Family is bad in the house, too. Ugh. Sister is still a ho. You all should have seen what the hell she put on today.

What you are about to read may or may not cause nausea.

( Lyrics in Progress )

I'm going to smack Renee up and down Broadway next time I see her. I signed a waver saying it was alright for her to use my pictures for her photography class. I did not sign one saying she could post them on the friggen internet. People don't need to, no, shouldn't be seeing that shit. She couldn't even give me some sort of fake name!

Google is both amazing and sucks. You can look up yourself and find a load of shit. Ugh. Renee is going to have her ass kicked for this.

In other news, I got a new job. I can finally quit this crappy hostess job because I've upgraded to a cashier at a hardware store. Woo. I start tonight after I get off of my class. Kankurou, you working? I don't know if I can comfortably stand in front of you now. I don't know if I can look at my father either, but that's different. You did get rid of the picture right?

Shino~ Is Tuesday good for me to stop by for practice?

¿Las lecciones de la guitarra? El es agradable hacerlo, pero él no desea la paga. El café no es, en mi opinión, aceptable. Yo no quiero pagarlo en efectivo, aunque. Tengo un sentimiento si él solicita café que es lo que él compraría. Claramente, soy una ramera. Yo no permitiré que él tener su café, yo lo haré primero. Hago maldigo café bueno de todos modos.

El es agradable. La calma, pero agradable. Pienso que yo lo quiero, aunque tengo sentía esta manera antes. Dirige no dónde. Tendremos que esperar y ver.

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Guitar lessons? He's nice to do it, but he doesn't want pay. Coffee is not, in my opinion, acceptable. I don't want to pay him in cash, though. I have a feeling if he requests coffee that's what he'd buy. Clearly, I'm a bitch. I'm not going to let him have his coffee, I'll make it first. I make damn good coffee anyway.

He's nice. Quiet, but nice. I think I like him, though I've felt this way before. It lead no where. We'll have to wait and see.

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I'm in need of another job. I think I'll check the paper in the morning or look online for something. As great as it is here at Le You Suck, I need to get out. I just hope I don't have to take too big of a pay cut. Not that they pay a lot here, but it's better than minimum wage at a cash register.

I made a ton of extra cash Thursday. I forgot how nice the late spring tourists are. They're the best, because it's not too cold and not too hot here and then they're happy. And now I can add it to the case. But, ugh, I got jackshit back on my taxes. Which, by the way, blow. I'd say FU if I didn't actually enjoy this country. You know, aside from the mass amounts of stupidity going on.

Hills. She knows what's up. Her Top 10. Well, actually that only goes to four, but the top three have slipped my mind. Still funny, though.

So. I have money. Huzzah. But do you know what is MORE exciting than money?

My parents, and sister, are not home. That's right. ALL week I get the apartment to myself. It's going to be amazing. I might actually not go in to work just so I can enjoy the time I have alone. I've made a list of things to do while they're gone:

1. Play the keyboard as loud as it can go without headphones
2. Belt out songs
3. Watch my favorite action movies on the big screen TV
4. Have over some friends
5. Practice cooking Eat everything in the fridge
6. Jump on the bed
7. Jump on my mom's bed
8. Do all of my laundry
9. Shower until the water gets cold
10. Watch porn Watch Spike TV, excluding wrestling
11. Live comfortably half naked without a care in the world

I was late for work. Again. I really need to make an effort to be less late, at least. I was late by half an hour today. It's one of my latest times yet, aside from the time I was snowed in. I know half an hour doesn't sound bad, but after stacking up a lot of fifteen and ten minutes here or there.

Well, my job sucks anyway. If I got fired, I won't die. But being fired looks terrible on a new application. Oh, the dilemma. What will I do?

Met another guy today. I must have some sort of magnet that attracts strangers to me. First that guy who was always cold, then the blond, bug-boy the other day. . .now this guy. He's a cousin of Shisui's, which I found entertaining. He apparently hates street performers. I can't imagine why. . .

My next day off is Thursday, for those that care. I'll be down at the park by the fountains, again. It's getting nice out, so more people should be around. I just kind of wish someone would pick me up. That'd be great. But I'm not that good.

Encontré a un chico rubio extraño en mi día libre. El fue muy energético, pero fue un cambio agradable. Comprado mí almuerzo, aunque yo no puedo comprender por qué. Yo lo dije que puedo. El llevó aún mi teclado tan yo no tuve que dejarlo desatendido mientras comimos. Pienso que él dijo que su nombre fue Naruto, o algo como eso. Los trabajo como un guía de turismo. El tiene conversación impar, pero él no fue un niño terrible.

Yo me pregunto si él se recupera el mismo lugar a menudo. . . Yo clase de quiere ese lugar de todos modos. La multitud agradable, personas buenas.

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I met a strange blond boy on my day off. He was extremely energetic, but it was a nice change. Bought me lunch, though I can't understand why. I told him I could. He even carried my keyboard so I didn't have to leave it unattended while we ate. I think he said his name was Naruto, or something like that. Works as a tour guide. He holds odd conversation, but he wasn't a terrible kid.

I wonder if he comes around the same place often. . .I kind of like that spot anyway. Nice crowd, good people.

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My Spanish sucks. Oh well, you can only learn so much of what you hate. Though maybe I should try harder, so I can write a decent song in it someday.

*A piano plays for three slow measures, and then, singing. . .*

A little girl of four
standing on the street
don't know what to do but cry and weep

Her mother is angry
her father is gone
her brother has left and her sister's a shame
yet all that's left is a broken frame

The little girl is ten
standing on the street, again
what to do, Ooo what to say?



Her mother is angry
her step-father lies
the brother has died and the sister's still not tame
yet all that's left is the broken frame. . .

*About two measures of piano keys played before a sigh and the recording stops*

[[OOC: Don't hate my lyrics. We had to create eight lines, but I wrote more because I was bored. I actually continued during lunch, so you might get that later when Kin adds more.]]

I'm tired of reading sheet music. Everyone can buy it and play it and there's nothing original about it. So, I started to try and write my own piece. It's harder than it looks. I've got about 18 measures out in 6-8, with a short three 3 measure time change to 4-4, and then it's returned to 6-8. It sounds pretty good, though I know the idea is a little fucked. I haven't decided if I want to add words. I suppose you should think about that while you're writing it, so maybe not this time around.

Mom says she'll go nuts if I sit at the keyboard for another minute, which is why I'm here at the computer. But I think I'll go out anyway. It's not so bad out today, and I actually have it off. Surprise! Ugh, I want to finish my piece though. Even if it's short. I'll bring my papers with me and if I get inspired I'll jot it down.

In other news, though, that concert was amazing. I'm so glad I went. Thanks, Shisui, for taking me. It would have sucked to miss out on that.

Mi madre es un coño. Se parece a yo no estará yendo al desempeño después de todo. Odio realmente esa ramera.

¿Así, que quiere tomarme?


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My mother is a twat. It looks like I won't be going to the performance after all. I really hate that bitch.

So, who wants to take me?


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I was all excited too. This always friggen happens. "Yeah, sweetie, you can go." She says. Then the tickets go on sale "What? I never agreed to this! You have to watch your little sister/work/be my chore bitch."

My sister is turning sixteen. She does not need babysitting by me.

Things to do soonishly: Go to that concert. Get a boy. Move out/in with boy/friend. Have ice cream cake.

Work was boring as usual, but I only worked two hours in the evening. It wasn’t my day to go in, but they called. Brittany was sick and I guess I was the only one without enough of a life to say no. Whatever. I need another job, but this isn’t as terrible as it could be I guess.

I need a boyfriend. Ma would shit a brick, though. School’s the most important thing in your life right now. Yeah. Well she’s been saying that to me to thirteen years. Give it a rest.

There’s a concert this weekend. I think I’ll go. The orchestra is supposed to be really good. I’m so pissed I missed Trans-Siberian during Christmas break.