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boredom leads to FML
So I barely found out what FML means, although I've been seeing it on a few ppl's fb status. Michelle enlightened me the other day and gave me the link. I found one that cracked me up, just wanted to share.

taken from fmylife.com

Today, my friend was pulled over and told to get out of the car. The officer motioned for me to get out of the car too so I reached behind me to get my shoes. He then pointed his gun at my face and frantically asked my friend if I had a gun. My friend calmly replied "No, but shoot him anyway." FML

HAHA... what are good friends for right.

Anyway today I went to have lunch with the Nakatsuka family in Murakami. They have two daughters, one is 14 and the other one is 8. After lunch we played a quick game of Life... the Japanese version. It's a good thing I learned how to play this game during a sorority event before I left America. It's twice as confusing in Japanese, especially since we were playing the Deluxe version.

Then we went to the park. Reika, the 8 year old is fascinated with bugs. She kept showing me all these bugs that she would randomly catch. I am not a fan of bugs and my allergies were going nuts at that time. I am also completely paranoid around areas full of trees and bushes, fearful of bugs somehow falling on me. Halfway through I feel something on my arm and swat it away immediately. It was a ladybug that I just squashed and had to hide in my hand until we got home. You see Reika loovvees ladybugs.. and I had just killed one and I had to hold onto it. Gross.
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