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2007年から料理修業を開始した素人料理人。
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バンクーバーで手に入る材料を駆使して低コスト、高バランスな健康食生活で健康美人を目指します。
身体も健康！ってことでカポエラ、ベリーダンス、
Do what we can!
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2007/09/25 (Tue)
He told us(me and my partner UJ) that friends are welcome at all times at the house, and the house was shared by dozen or so people.
I called the house from the ferry but he was not home, and noone knew when he was coming back. Oh well. I'd told him by mail that we were coming and he had confirmed, so everything should be fine.
I called the house from the ferry but he was not home, and noone knew when he was coming back. Oh well. I'd told him by mail that we were coming and he had confirmed, so everything should be fine.
UJ and I got to the house in dark. The house was old and huge.
We looked for a door bell. 'No, there is no door bell. hmmm...'
We pushed the door. 'Yes, it is open.'
OK, now what.
We stood at the living room looking around. There are instruments everywhere, all kinds of drums, guitar, violin, electric organ (my mother used to have one just like this), and so many others that I've seen before but don't know the names of...
There is no one in the living room. hmmm...
We heard chattings from the back of the living room. We must go talk to someone and figure out what to do next. I was not confortable beeing in an unfamiliar environment nor talking and greeting to strangers. But must I do what I must!
I am such a chicken s$%t sometimes. Things like this is so big a challenge to me.
It takes so much energy to overcome my hesitation, but when I do (which is still rare but,) I feel "what the heck was I warried about".
Some people can go talk to straingers without giving it any second thoughts. I envy.
Some of my friends are so good at talking/grabbing attention, talking to new people is no hasstle to them whatsoever. It wows me.
Well, it just so happens that I don't have that kind of character, and that I need to work on this constantly.
We looked for a door bell. 'No, there is no door bell. hmmm...'
We pushed the door. 'Yes, it is open.'
OK, now what.
We stood at the living room looking around. There are instruments everywhere, all kinds of drums, guitar, violin, electric organ (my mother used to have one just like this), and so many others that I've seen before but don't know the names of...
There is no one in the living room. hmmm...
We heard chattings from the back of the living room. We must go talk to someone and figure out what to do next. I was not confortable beeing in an unfamiliar environment nor talking and greeting to strangers. But must I do what I must!
I am such a chicken s$%t sometimes. Things like this is so big a challenge to me.
It takes so much energy to overcome my hesitation, but when I do (which is still rare but,) I feel "what the heck was I warried about".
Some people can go talk to straingers without giving it any second thoughts. I envy.
Some of my friends are so good at talking/grabbing attention, talking to new people is no hasstle to them whatsoever. It wows me.
Well, it just so happens that I don't have that kind of character, and that I need to work on this constantly.
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