WHILE I am still in excellent shape due to my diet and exercise regimen I would still like to gain more muscle mass to try to return to how I was at my height of fitness in college. So I have decided to post my results once a month to let everyone else follow the fun, as dubious as it may be. I also realize that it may sound arrogant as far as how I describe myself, but I rarely eat sweets or otherwise unhealthy food, bike and lift weights at the gym five to six days a week, perform my sets of crunches and push ups every morning, and often go for 30-45 minute bike rides at night after the gym. So the condition my body is in is something I am very proud of.

THUS if you are reading this and thinking, "My god what an arrogant and shallow person", please know that to me physical health is very important and I feel better mentally and physically when I am in good shape. I don't judge anyone else who is not up to my own personal standards as I only apply said standards to myself. I only say this because I get tired of people feeling that I am judging them when they are eating sweets or otherwise unhealthy food simply because I myself don't want to. I honestly don't care what people eat as long as they don't put any guilt they may feel onto me.

Anyway here are my results:

Age: 24
Height: 6' 0"
Weight: 161 lbs
Skeletal Muscle Mass: 84 lbs
Fat Mass: 12 lbs
Body Fat %: 7.7

IF I could commit complete genocide on any species inhabiting the planet it would definitely be the mosquito. I've thought it through and I don't feel there would be any massive ecological fallout and frankly even if it did mean the end of the world I would die happen knowing I was free from those blood sucking little beasts. The past couple of days in school I have been plagued by them as I sit at my desk which happens to be directly in front of a window which opens out onto the school's koi pond. Needless to say their genocide doesn't bother me in the least. That is all.

CAN'T say I really have that much to say as it is 12:25PM on this lovely Saturday and I have no plans for the day. Last month our paycheck was greatly reduced due to the five weeks we had off for summer vacation finally coming back to hit where it hurts...our bank account. This means that all of my friends and myself are rather financially limited this month and so no one is really doing anything beyond the usual alcoholic festivities on the weekend. Unfortunately as that doesn't really interest me anymore I find myself rather at a loss as to what to do with myself this month as most of my friends spend the money they do have during said orgies and are therefor reticent to do other activities.

NOT that I blame them for spending their money at clubs and bars, but as I mentioned before when one is sober clubs tend to become very repetitive and all of the hilarious drunken antics tend to repeat themselves every weekend, so even the amusement gained from that is limited. At times I find myself yearning for the bleary eyed memories of my past where I would stumble around the dance floor in full confidence of my dancing abilities with nary a thought for anything else. However I now find myself having to deal with the nagging annoyance of reality when I attempt to bust out my mad dance skills and for some reason this tends to limit my time on the dance floor. However I have put some thought into actually taking dance lessons to rectify said disablity, yet we will have to see if anything actually comes of this.

ALSO in a completely unrelated note I have recently signed up with a private student company in the hope that I can gain a fair number of private students. Let the wealth flow in!

THIS week my junior high had a cultural festival or bunkasai and during one of the days they had a school wide chorus festival at a music hall. This involved all three grades traveling to the hall by bus, which in itself was no mean feat. There were over 700 students to be shipped off and this took a fair amount of time alone. Once the students were all situated in the concert hall the festivities could finally begin. The day was set up such that all three grades would sing a certain song together and then each grade would have a type of competition within itself. This consisted of each homeroom class singing a predetermined song and and one additional song which they had selected themselves. They were judged by a panel of three people and then a winner for each song was selected from each grade and this finally brings me to my true point of interest for this blog.

IN Japan, as I believe I have mentioned before, people tend to become extremely emotional in competitive events. This applies to both men and women and it is not uncommon to see the most hardened athlete break into tears at the drop of a hat. This also means that the students cry ALL of the time whether it be during a game I am playing in class or during this festival I attended. As I stood outside of the hall waiting for all of the students to leave a good third of the girls who had lost were teary eyed or in full blown sob mode as they exited. I mean honestly is losing a singing competition enough reason to lose it?

THE correct answer is no.

ALSO I would like to take this moment to have everyone pray for my Uncle, we'll call him 'Paul', because apparently after attempting to paint a simple flower with watercolors the doctors were able to determine he suffers from grade 3 autism and is mainly blind. His outlook is bleak at this point and we can only hope for the best :P

THINK I mentioned a while ago that I am now drawing to try to take up some of my free time at school and while I still lack creative juices when it comes to original works I seem to have some talent at free hand copying/enlarging others work. So far I've just been buying used manga comics and using them for this as the art style is fairly simple and strictly black and white. I am oddly proud of my sketches so far as they have turned out almost carbon copies of the manga I look at and when I have more time I will upload the actual comic pages as well for comparison. On to the drawings!

Rage

ONE of the things I struggle most with the whole long distance situation with Ayuko is how I am not able to be there when she needs me. This applies both in an emotional and physical sense, but in this instance I am talking more about how she is vulnerable alone whereas she wouldn't be if I were there with her. As Ayuko is a very pretty girl she draws a lot of unwelcome attention from fuckheads who have been brought up in a Japanese society that is completely male dominated and where women are portrayed as a much weaker sex that are defenseless against their advances. This means that a lot of sleazy Japanese men will approach women in a very aggressive manner, often grabbing their arm or other body part and following them for blocks, as they ask them to go on a date or for their phone number or whatever. There is even a certain type of job which is known as a 'catcher' and their job is to try to recruit girls to work as hostesses, prostitutes, porn stars, etc. They act as I described above and will continually badger the girl despite their negative responses. So when I get a phone call from a frightened Ayuko who is being harrassed or followed by one of these pieces of shit I feel not only enraged, but also completely helpless as I am unable to do anything. The simple act of having her call me is often enough to have them leave her alone, but I am constantly worrying about her at night and especially when she goes out on the weekends.

DESPITE the safety that is so widely accepted in Japan, Tokyo is still one of the world's largest cities and it obviously has its share of degenerates. If anything where to ever happen to Ayuko I honestly don't know what I would do. I already have a lot of built up anger towards these type of men, which you see everytime you go out, and while they obviously never approach her when I am with her the rage is still there. I have occaisionally thought that if one were to ever do something to her when I was near all of my anger and frustration would be taken out on him and frankly it is a satisfying thought. My other foreign friends with Japanese girlfriends feel the same way I do and we have often talked of how satisfying it would be to have these arrogant little shits feel how it feels to be afraid. I am sure some of you are shocked at my anger or violent thoughts or whatever, but after having to put up with this for the year and a half I have been dating Ayuko it only angers me more every time. I am not a violent person, but the only thing that would hold me back from smashing down one of these pathetic excuses for men is the possible fallout with the police and compromising Ayuko in any way. Let them pray the day doesn't come when they meet me in a situation where I don't have to worry about that.