Debt Collectors.

So I got a voicemail saying,
“InCIO financial system is a debt collection company. This is an attempt to collect the debt and any information obtained will be used for that purpose. Thank you.”

It wasn’t an automated message, but a real woman saying this. I could hear the background noise of phones beeping and other people having similar conversations. In my head, I could just imagine a whole lot of workers with phones on their shoulder in little cubicles.

But my immediate response was, what do they mean, ‘any information obtained will be used for that purpose.”

What information obtained can be used for collecting money, unless it’s the information of where a person is if they’re trying to run away from the debt collectors.

Then, I replayed a movie scene in my brain of the mafia chasing someone.

Anyways, I’m guessing it was for the wrong number.



Childhood Nostalgia And Cute Boy With Monkey.

Yesterday, as I was watching my niece playing outside with the other kids on the block, I felt very nostalgic.

My niece played outside until her mom came at nine to pick her up. At nine, it wasn’t completely dark outside, but enough for the street lights to be on. I was kind of wondering where their parents were, but their houses where pretty close so their parents probably let them play on this small open field. The kids were only running around in circles, but they seemed like they were having the most fun ever.

After my niece left, those kids surrounded me and my sister to play. All we were doing was sitting on the porch watching after our niece. Since she had already left, we just wanted to go home.

My sister told them that we would be going home in two minutes while they pulled on our hair and blew this really annoying whistle. Their response was, “Aww. But we’re going to stay out here forever!”

I remember when I was a kid and I had no conscious of time at all. All we did was play outside until it became too dark to see anything or until our parents made us go home. When you’re a kid, you assume that you have all the time in the world and everything lasts forever. I know those kids still thought that.

I kind of miss having that thought process. It was fun and simple.

And also that day, I saw this extremely cute little boy at the park carrying a monkey.

He was soooo cute.

When my niece brought a duck and a bear stuffed animal to the park and left it on the rock I was sitting on, the little boy came over to it, picked it up and asked me, “Wha’ dis?” Of course his words where slurred since he was still very small.

“A duck,” I replied.

He looked down on it in his hand and said, “Duck.”

He then picked up the bear and asked me,” Dis?”

“A bear,” I said.

He looked at it and said, “Bear.”

Then he picked up the duck and said,”Duck.” He picked up the bear. “Bear.”


“Just PM me okay?” Sorry, but what in the world did you just ask me to do?

Before I start working on a deadline that is due tomorrow morning, I have one question.

What in the world does PM mean?

No, I’m not talking about 12 p.m. which stands for post meridien (after midday)

Or, pM, as in picomolar.

But as in “PM me.”

Okay, I guess I don’t have enough context, but my closest guess is that it means email me?

I probably just don’t have enough knowlegde about these type of things since lots of people seem to say this. The answer is my question is probably something completely obvious and I’m just being silly right now. Haha.

A few mintues later…

Uhh, I figured out what it means…”private message.”

Haha…that should have been easy to figure out. Haha…

Now I’m feeling kind of stupid…(looks around to see if anyone is watching)

Oh well!

Did you know that “cc” in an email means “carbon copy”? =)

Lunetia-eye glasses lyrics

So here’s Lunetia’s song called eye glasses lyrics

Ahh this was so hard converting japanese into romaji!

I couldn’t just copy the lyrics from Lunetia’s website and paste into some romaji converter cause I couldn’t copy the lyrics! Gr.

First of all, let me tell you, I do not speak Japanese nor have I ever attended a Japanese language class. I only know how to say simple words and can barely read hiragana.

So, after two hour or so of online japanese dictionaries and trying to read the super small font their website, I have successfully figured out a very rough conversion…

The kanji was what messed me up so if you have any insight, please tell me. I looked some up, but on the ones I couldn’t find, I just guessed by ear. =P (Like for jimeri, ushira, kukiu, chaku, etc.)

Also, I wrote it in the same format as it was in their website so if anyone can read Japanese, please compare the two and tell me what I did wrong.

Lunetia’s website is here:

Hm, I wonder why it’s called eye glasses.

Update: Thanks very much to Psychiet, I was able to fix the kanji mistakes I made! =) If you still find any mistakes, please tell me. Enjoy! =)

Lunetia- eye glasses

ano ne
yoru ga kuruno wo
iru no
boku ga kimi wo
hitori jime dekiru jikan wo

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How To Smile.

Me: I’ve been trying something new recently. Have you noticed?

Someone: Huh? What?

Me: I’ve been trying to smile. Wherever I go, even if I’m alone, I’ve made a goal for myself to smile. I’m hoping if I do it all the time, it’ll come naturally. And soon I’ll be able have that kind of smile where, if I smile at a stranger walking down the street, it’ll make them honestly smile back at me.

Someone: Oh, I thought you’ve just been constipated this last week.

So I’ve been trying something new recently: smiling. I read somewhere that just by the action of pulling the corners of your mouth upward and forming a smile, you’ll actually feel happier. I don’t know if that’s true or not, but it kind of works. Probably just because you feel so silly smiling to yourself for no reason.

Everywhere I go now, I’ll try to smile. That’s actually pretty difficult for me because I’m a very awkward smiler. (Is that a word? Probably not, but what else am I supposed to call it?) I can’t smile properly at people, even when it’s meeting new people for work. I can smile for a second and greet them, but after that second, my mouth will go back to its normal upset looking frown. I mean, it’s not like I’m always angry or something, that’s just how my mouth likes to be when it’s resting.

Sorry, I had to pause there for a second because that sentence was weird.

Anyways, I’m not the kind of person that will smile for no reason during an awkward silence or when I’m listening to someone telling me about something that wasn’t a joke. I’m sorry okay, I don’t have a customer service smile. I can’t smile for no reason, it’s just too awkward to stand there and smile. That’s why I would be such a horrible customer service person, or a waitress.

People also often think that I’m glaring at them, but I’m not! I’m just listening intently to what they have to say. Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do? And I thought people liked good listeners. I mean, am I just supposed to stand there looking at you, smiling like a weirdo?

Enough with my complaining, I’ve realized that I need to fix my problem with smiling because it is troublesome when I have to meet new people. My solution is to build up my confidence with smiling by forcing it. Until I can smile naturally of course.

Right now, I’m sure I just look constipated all the time…but soon, it’ll look like a normal smile! That’s my life goal! To able to smile at a stranger walking down the street and have them smile back at me!

But I have to admit, even as I’m typing this right now, I am not smiling.

I’m tired okay? I’ve been smiling all day. It takes a lot of out you, you know. My mouth just likes to rest in this position.

Hmm, I wonder if there are people whose resting position for their mouth is a smile.

I’m jealous of them.