Thank goodness for this face, my day yesterday brightened a bit.
Before anything, let me rant about my April Fools' Day.
April Fools. Does 'stupid' count?
For the first time in my life I went to this government agency to get another copy of my birth certificate. A contingent copy, if you may. When I got it, I checked the data. Right father. Right mother. Right birthdate. Right surname.
Wrong first name. Wrong birthplace.
I knew it was because I was registered when I was born as FLORENCE. Then three years later, my folks had it voided, then re-registered it to JENNIFER, and had my birthplace as my hometown instead of the city I live in (where I was actually born). The latter one was what I've been using all these years. To my schools, my affiliations, my professional license, my passport, EVERYTHING.
Then they had this so-called update of their database, and what they draw up when they search for my info is that of my original registration.
Define UPDATE.
F*ckin' define UPDATE.
Now it is up to me to fix the legal stuff? Who are they kidding?! (I could adapt this attitude, and they would just be complacent about the whole thing and do absolutely nothing.) Ugh. And they actually suggested I go for Florence. Because of their error? Because of their so-called update, I can change everything? Dang. That Florence has nothing on me. A friend, Akiko, pointed out that, ON ME, Florence sounds too flouncy. I agree. No offense to real Florences out there. It just isn't me.
It doesn't help that my colleagues are teasing me, calling me Florence...my Mom actually had the nerve to laugh when IT IS THEIR FAULT for not making up their minds the first time around! (I do love her. To bits.)
*tries to smile...looks at caps to brighten my day*
So I watched this show, TOKYO FRIEND PARK, where guests are made to play FOR huge huuge prizes. And it lifted me up a bit, just seeing the dorkiness. (Ah, I could be such a child!)
OK. So this game was for one person to listen to some rhythmic beating, then hit on the bulb-like spheres before him, producing the same rhythm, and the other person is supposed to guess what song it is.
Aiba was having a hard time guessing the song even after THREE attempts at the beats. Then Ohno makes that face.
Damn. I just let my childish tendencies gnaw on its own leash. Forgive me. Lolz
Anyhow, time to go sort out my thoughts.
