I know I'm late on this and I know everyone knows, but I had been singing Dramatic with my fellow Fujoshi Hiromi and she exclaimed excitedly that there was a second season in the works. I purely think this stuff is evil, its filthy and these young boys should be busy having normal healthy lives with nice young girls and none of this patting on the ass thing.

Okay I lie. It'll be the gayest thing ever. And I mean it literally. I hope Mihashi is forced into more compromising sex positions.

So it's hard to believe that there's not much time until I'm required to leave Japan. Gone. But I wanted to make a bragging post at least once. I want to have that right to say "ha I'm here". Because I admit my life became so busy, hectic and I forgot to tell everyone how nothing would beat living in the inner Tokyo. Yes I'm talking to all youse in the other areas. Tokyo is awesome.

Would I wish to live in Japan? Not a single bit. As I danced and boogied my way through the streets of Tokyo, I found that while it was a city I enjoyed, I had not fallen in love with it. Now this might sound a little confusing. But what I want to explain is how I love Japan, and how I dont love it at the same time.

Of course that would sound silly to your average otaku, Japan has so much fun. It has anime, exclusive events, Comiket, and all that stuff you grew up reading and watching. I could sit happily in my completely below regular living space apartment, eating store bought bentos and instant ramen and onigiri like you read in some silly puff piece about a poor average japanese boy (not women, because god forbid they cant make instant curry or some cracked up shit that you see on your favourite anime). I could catch that local train all the way to Akihabara and have myself pleasured served by a maid or drop by Ikebukuro to stroll down otome road to enjoy the ambience of fellow Fujoshis who also love the concept of gay, penetrating, love.

Of course what I'm writing is all exaggerated fantasies that people like you and me and those kids down at some Japan club think. So let us just... forget about all the hype and I'm just going to tell you guys about how awesome it is that I'm living in Tokyo (and in the 23 kus and not a lie like Saitama/Chiba/Kanagawa)

( The cut means that I'm going to be annoying now )

Someone please remind me to go see the Tales of Vesperia movie? I already bought the pre-order ticket but I've been forgetting to go what with all these drinking/dancing/etc.

I feel like I've been drifting a bit. A lot has happened. And I think pretty soon there will no longer be my room at this dorm and the shelf full of porn, and the sex rug that was handed down by our amorous gay frenchman.

Anyway, on to getting things done, I must:

• Go see Tales of Vesperia because I bought the goddamned ticket
• Go see Suga Shikao because I bought the goddamned ticket
• Go see Franz Ferdinand and buy the ticket
• Go see Suzuken (!!!) and buy his ticket on he 29th November 10am.
• Clean room
• Get rid of books
• Clean room
• Get rid of books

So I received about a truckload of old furniture from past students, four bookshelves, a table, a couch, a rug, three blankets, a futon, hangers, everything possibly concieved. Most noticable was a mini rug which I received kindly from the French exchange student whom we clubbed often with. He was also notorious for sleeping around with many men, sometimes ones he barely remembered.

And as I showed off my new room with pride to other students, pointing out what was from who, all of them looked at the mini rug and said "he's probably had sex on that too you know"

Why am I overcome with the urge to spritz it furiously with fabreeze?

I am hormonal and sad and depressed.

I had to send some of the best friends I have made in such a situation to the airport. And I want them back.

It's so unfair sometimes.

So it's me and Sushi (mushroom18 ), we talk about our types. It's not just one single time, we discuss it every now and then. She likes them strong, with the burliness, but she also likes them whipped and tied in chains. I know she'll hate me for this after she catches a glimpse of it, however I've been wanting to type a random post for a long time. I've been watching Ristorante Paradiso, which just features men over 50, bespectacled and also random European romanticism. I told Sushi that I was in love with older men, I would strip for the Clive Owen and Viggo Mortensens. Somehow it came as a shock to her.

"You like older men?" she said. "I thought you liked the younger ones more. Like, really young ones"

I tried to redeem myself, but realising my recent patterns of Oofuri and my pile of porn, I found myself with a really lame excuse.

"I like them extreme?" I managed to say without sounding like a pervert.

Sushi didn't seem so convinced.

Maybe I really am a pervert after all.

In part 2 of what porn Jordi has right now, I managed to scan in what was one of the most eye opening doujinshis for me. Sure its not the most out there, but its Oofuri. It has Mihashi wimpering like a little girl and me wanting to go lol rape. It's all about friendship!
Okay I lie, however it's a very lol doujinshi. Just has Haruna (who by the way has so little to do with Mihashi except the rivalry, which is hot enough to turn into potential rape) being an asshole as well, he does horrible things to Mihashi. Abe's no stellar white knight either.

Title: Rengoku
Circle: ErotIs (Narita Kou)
Pairing: Haruna x Mihashi
Rating: R18, Rape, PWP
Pages: 26
Language: Japanese
Scanner: me! (Jordi)
Note: Mihashi wakes up, after accidentally fainting during team practice. However upon waking up he finds himself chained and at the mercy of Haruna, who has had his eyes on Mihashi for some time.
This claims to hold Abe/Mihashi however I find it barely a qualifier for it. Not to mention this doujinshi is hands down one of the biggest PWP rape fantasies of poor Mihashi.
I edited this in a higher quality than my past Persona one so hopefully this will be good.

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In other news I sat down and watched Ristorante Paradiso. I'm hooked. Older men in glasses. Not to mention the main guy is so innocent and sweet I want to rape him. I mean - I want to watch how the relationship goes.

Shit.

I think I have a thing for old men.

I took a jlpt 2 exam. Passing however is something else. Born with the innate ability to waste time and outright refusal to study - its a miracle that I've made it this far.

Nonetheless I've done another all night karaoke, its deadly tiring, but plenty fun.


Uh, let me remember the things I wanted to talk about.

I fear the test. Taking level 2 in less than 9 hours. Wish me luck. Cardboard cutout luke does.