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This is the original “Neurotic Girl” post, which I deleted a while ago, with minor edits. Thanks for Ferdi for still having a cached copy of it. So so far my blog has been censured only twice. Yay.

I must say that, indeed, bad news attract much more people than good news. Such is the world, I guess.

This was a great weekend. A friend of mine spent some time at my place, and we had all sorts of silly and serious chat, which brought me a lot of interesting insights. We also had pillow fights and chocolate.

But, since good news do not attract people, I’ll write about those last 4 hours in my sunday, which made me completely stressed out, and with a splitting headache to boot.

So I meet this girl on the japanese orkut somewhere in the beginning of this week. We start exchanging lots of e-mails. She has an interest in learning portuguese. An artsy type.

She sent me a link to a portuguese-japanese online dictionary, and was mightly pissed off when I copyed that link in my blog, saying that I shouldn’t publicize our private conversations (even though there was no mention to her at all). Then in another conversation she told me how “She likes brazillian, but can’t stand how they always lie without caring and speak nice things but don’t mean them.” and “Call everyone a friend without meaning it” and complaining about how she was harassed by brazillians before. Well, that is a strange way to like people, but since she was talking to me, I decided to keep up the chat.

She kept telling me that ’she hated lies, and was always frank’, so I understood “Great, she wants someone for some fun and careless internet flaming - looks fun”.

I thought I had got it right, for she invited me to a party with her friends. The party itself was actually fun, but she would keep picking on the fight with “Foreigner crime is rising”, “Brazillians are liars”, and “I can’t think of marrying my boyfriend - brazillians divorce for nothing”. Which I took as an invitation for debate, and replied with similar observations about japanese society. All of this in laughing tones, among games of poker, talks about adult toys, and some food.

Except that when I leave the train back home, I started getting a slew of cellphones e-mails of her “How can you be so insensitive?”, “How can you tell me such terrible things”, “You foreigners don’t know the meaining of Reigi (etiquete)”, and “You should be thankful that I was gentle to invite you to have fun with my friends”.

Whoa whoa whoa!

Now who started the nationality bashing here? I guess that is the problem of speaking too freely while not being prepared to listen freely as well.

And worse thing is, I wasn’t mad at all, so this caught me by surprise. I the end I just told her that I couldn’t understand what she was so pissed about, so she should just get some rest and talk to me later.

I guess I won’t be hearing from her again

And in the end, I did hear from her again. Well, I think she’ll find that her complaints will fall on deaf ears from now on.

However, I can’t really say this satisfies me. But it seems that I can’t keep someone who WANTS to hate from hating.

Well. I did something stupid.

I erased the last post.

And I did something else stupid.

I tried to be friends with someone with too much hate in their little heart.

Earlier today I wrote a post about a bad experience I had this weekend. A girl which I met earlier this week asked me out, and in the end she was a complete ASS to me. I tried to write the post in a tasteful manner, and tonight she called me and BITCHED on the phone. I still tried to make friends with her on the phone, while she was trying to tell me how horrible of a person I was. My mistake. I need to learn how to say “fuck off” in japanese. I deleted that post, but If I find it somewhere, I’ll post it here again.

Because the worst thing, was not losing the report from my pityful night.

The worst thing was losing the beggining of the post, which was about the wonderful pillow fight I had the night before with a person who is very very dear to me, and to whom I think I’m very very dear too. It was a wonderful moment for me, which granted me some very important insights.

I should worry more about people like this, than with people like Neurotic Girl.

Now a disclaimer for all the readers. This blog is about my life, and my experiences. I’m not talking about you. If you want to be sure you’ll never be referenced in this pages, just get the hell out of my life.

Thanks Kelly.

I got today a mail from a friend asking for pictures for divulgation of an “event”. He said that he wanted the event (which so far has always been quite restricted to the japanese-descent comunity in Brazil) to be open to “Brazillians as well as Nikkeys” - with the trendy ‘y’.

He was probably very well meaning… but I think that as long as japanese descendants in Brazil think of themselves as not-brazillians, they misteriously won’t see many non-nikkei in their events.

Probably we’ll only see those posters in nikkei-only parties as well.

- Professor, I’m having some problems with the experiments in my projects.
- …
- I wanted to ask you for some advice on what direction I should follow from here.
- What was your project again?

Some people might know that from time to time google changes the logo on its homepage to reflect some importante day - New Year, Valentines, birthday of some notable person, etc

Very well… it seems that recently google made one such logo to celebrate the birthday of Miro, a famous painter. Like usual, clicking on the custom logo took you to a search on the subject. In response to that some “Artist Right Society” along with Miro’s family, demanded that Google took off the logo, claiming that the company was infringing on the dead painter’s copyright.

Gee, great way to say thank you to someone who decides to pay you homage. When I see these examples of the most pure and clear greed, I wish some alien race would just come and blast our civilization to pieces - it doesn’t deserve to exist.