To wrest my mind from this reality is impossible.
My lackluster performance at work has gone unnoticed for too long. Somebody will say something sooner or never.
I used to make caustic comments directed towards one of my coworkers but he was too low in the gene pool to recognize that he was being insulted.
I am loath to tolerate the winter. I relish the summer.
「夏の時に、ワンナイトラブいっぱいある！」Natsu-no toki ni, wan naito rabu ippai aru! = During the summer there are many one night love opportunities!
I'm getting away with too many things lately. Therefore, I'm awaiting the day a reprimand will come my way. I always see it in my nightmares, too.
Looking forward to the days when an incipient success may begin.
Maybe I'll become famous for something notorious: perhaps I'll become infamous.
It's been a while since I was duped by anyone. The Japanese people have been very good to me.
I went to an amusement park last week that had about as many park attendees as there were employees: somewhere around 15. There was no need to jostle to get from one broken attraction to the other.
I inadvertently fell in love last week.
The atmosphere at work has ceased to be an ominous one.
I used to repudiate any accusations that I was involved with multiple women. Now I just let people say what they're going to say.
My hair used to bristle around one of my coworkers. As long as I keep having the weekends that I'm having there will be no need for that anymore.
His voice still becomes tremulous whenever he attempts to engage me in an argument. Last time his eyes became bloodshot red. I had never seen anything like it before. It was almost as if he was about to cry.
Those talks have come to a cessation.
I escaped my English Prison at work today as my schedule stipulated me to teach only one class. Hallelujah.
One of my favorite euphemisms is "lady of the night."
I hope I don't have to send condolences back home should anything happen to Mrs. Kitty while I'm all the way across the Pacific Ocean.
Life is far from mundane if you want it to be.
My love life is incongruous at the moment. Is that how it ought to be in order for my mind to be preoccupied by something?
~Anthans
My lackluster performance at work has gone unnoticed for too long. Somebody will say something sooner or never.
I used to make caustic comments directed towards one of my coworkers but he was too low in the gene pool to recognize that he was being insulted.
I am loath to tolerate the winter. I relish the summer.
「夏の時に、ワンナイトラブいっぱいある！」Natsu-no toki ni, wan naito rabu ippai aru! = During the summer there are many one night love opportunities!
I'm getting away with too many things lately. Therefore, I'm awaiting the day a reprimand will come my way. I always see it in my nightmares, too.
Looking forward to the days when an incipient success may begin.
Maybe I'll become famous for something notorious: perhaps I'll become infamous.
It's been a while since I was duped by anyone. The Japanese people have been very good to me.
I went to an amusement park last week that had about as many park attendees as there were employees: somewhere around 15. There was no need to jostle to get from one broken attraction to the other.
I inadvertently fell in love last week.
The atmosphere at work has ceased to be an ominous one.
I used to repudiate any accusations that I was involved with multiple women. Now I just let people say what they're going to say.
My hair used to bristle around one of my coworkers. As long as I keep having the weekends that I'm having there will be no need for that anymore.
His voice still becomes tremulous whenever he attempts to engage me in an argument. Last time his eyes became bloodshot red. I had never seen anything like it before. It was almost as if he was about to cry.
Those talks have come to a cessation.
I escaped my English Prison at work today as my schedule stipulated me to teach only one class. Hallelujah.
One of my favorite euphemisms is "lady of the night."
I hope I don't have to send condolences back home should anything happen to Mrs. Kitty while I'm all the way across the Pacific Ocean.
Life is far from mundane if you want it to be.
My love life is incongruous at the moment. Is that how it ought to be in order for my mind to be preoccupied by something?
~Anthans
This sounds like you're doing your vocabulary homework...
ReplyDelete"somebody will say something sooner or never." haha now that's a good line