Still Too Hot

No matter what the reports say, it isn't cooler. Maybe they said it was hotter. I don't know. It still feels like a permanent veil of sweat.

After yesterday's entry I proceeded to the Nabe party, lovingly cooked by Yukina with input from Shun and others, which was delicious. I had forgotten how good Nabe was. I'm having it again tomorrow, which should be fun, but it's with Emma and Mizuki and Kaori, and I think it'll be more early evening. This is after a picnic, which will come after Tesco's, which we will go to after I drop Carlos off at Heathrowe. He's returning to Mexico, and that's going to be sad for all, as he's an awesome guy, and we'll all miss him. But he's coming back, and that's good, which lessens the sadness of saying goodbye to everyone else.

I have found the difficulty of this blog is that knowing the intended audience means I attempt to be tactful with words as so not to make people uncomfortable or upset in any way. However, this can be limiting, as it means I am less open than with a diary, and therefore can be cryptic and limited. To combat this, I am going to try and be a little more open and free about my feelings, but as long as the readers can take this as more of a flow of consciousness, and not be upset or feel guilty or have any negative feelings in any way.

After the Nabe last night, and after a brief stint dancing with Yukina, Shun and Erin went home, leaving me, Jenny, Yukina and Carlos to whittle away the evening into the early hours. We spent most of it running around the Froebel field, either racing, punching or wrestling each other, with spells of reaction games and sit ups. It ended around 5AM, when I managed to get to bed. That was the latest I had been to bed in a while, so it wasn't good. But it was so much fun, and we proved that three-against-one, we could all take down Carlos if we needed to.

Today I spent sweltering in my room, reading Manga and watching Tsubasa Chronicle, which has such a stunning first scene that I had to watch it a few times. I then met up with Emma and Mizuki for some take away (I discovered chicken Chop Suey, which was not what I expected, but really good all the same). We chatted for a while, and I am still at the conclusion that I will love her forever, unless she changes unexpectedly as we discussed today, or I change unexpectedly enough to not find her interesting. We also discussed my reference to her as a crossword. After this I hobbled around to Yukina's flat to listen to her flatmate Ihab talk about his family and his country. People kept asking me if I was tired or if I was ok, but it wasn't that, it was just I had absolutely no interest in his family. He has a lovely family and a wonderful culture surrounding his family, but I have no interest in it. I just couldn't take my mind off other things ("other things" ref. paragraph 3), and I felt emotional about them. The new Foo Fighters' album is very solid, and is very emotional. I am enjoying it (disc one so far) more than I expected. It really is shaping how I channel my feelings right now, which is usually through speed on the roads and music to accompany it. It's just a short phase I will grow out if. But I am glad I have the confidence to speed near police cars now. Thank God this is not America where that would warrant an immediate siren blip and flashing lights.

I have to sleep now, that is important. I need to be up at 7:30AM tomorrow, so, you know. I just wanted to say that last night, the running in the field, was a perfect night, and one I will honestly remember for a very long time. It was the last time in I-don't-know-how-long that the four of us will be together, and I will miss that a lot.