That’s just straight-up crazy

Anastasiya is crazy

Anastasiya is crazy

Random Observation/Comment #52:Models never take normal pictures seriously.She just looks like a crazy girl in this picture.

I spent Monday morning finishing some documentation at the lab while Chris went to Osaka Castle.If I knew it would have rained so hard, I would have brought an umbrella to lunch.The intervals between lightning and thunder became shorter and the cracks of brightness made me cower in fear.Every crack and grumble felt like an empty threat because not a droplet of water had touched me (perhaps I should have taken it as a hint to walk faster).The sounds were indeed foreshadowing a dreadful storm.The slow drizzle started and evolved to entire buckets of water splashed over us.

While some ducked for cover under a flimsy tree in hopes that the hardest part of the rain would pass quickly, others did the smart thing and ran towards the post office.From there, we dodged for a few minutes and then borrowed umbrellas from the other lab.Those who hid under the tree soon found that their fickle shelter turned into a funnel – helping as an enemy rather than a ally.The walk back to our lab felt like the old gym game of lava except without props.Huge puddles had formed blocking most of our routes and waterfalls were created from concrete stairs.The conditions of my shoes and socks worsened with every step, but we trekked on with hopes of dry land.It was quite the adventure.

Back in the lab soaking wet, I wondered how Chris was doing in Osaka castle.I imagined that he would spend the extra money for a cheap umbrella to protect his camera and JR rail-pass.Unfortunately, my imagination was smarter than he.Because of the never-ending rain, I decided against going to Nara with Chris since the deer would probably be hiding in warm shelter at night times.Instead, I got a message from Yohann asking to go out to dinner with him and some of his model friends.Alcohol would be involved by default.

When I met Chris in HEP5, he looked sullen and panicked.He had already walked around the mall to find a new set of clothes for a reasonable price, but we were shopping at a fairly fancy area in the heart of Umeda.What he really needed was dry, inexpensive clothes that looked good.His taste was odd.The skinny body structure fit into tight jeans and oddly colored polos.He looked mad homo.I think you can tell by the pictures that this was the image he was going for.As a model from America, I would probably wear something similar (it’s okay, he can just pretend to be a hand, eye, or beard model).

Dinner was reasonably priced at an Italian restaurant with 20 or so 18-year-old models from around the world.I was one of four guys and we were surrounded by really pretty girls.We made a lot of small talk amongst ourselves, but we did find a few that were not stuck up, snooty, or air heads.Red wine was ordered and finished between me, Chris, and Yohann (of course this was before the two 500ml Asahi pregame beers).

After the wine, we just went back to his place to buy beer and chat about random stuff until the morning.Anastaysia (the model in green) was also there to make the conversations more interesting.She was very bright in languages and humor.It’s interesting how much you could tell about intelligence and thought tree depths just by the response time to certain jokes.Within fractions of a second, the joke is understood, enjoyed, reprocessed, and a proper question (based on an odd observation in this thought-tree) is responded.When you’re talking to someone (especially of the opposite gender), it’s very good to reiterate certain questions and clarify points to show interest in the topic.Anyway, this was the impression I got from her.The quirky behavior and playful spirit brought out more than a physical attraction.It would be impossible to describe this intuition of judgment (or maybe I was just really drunk).

Like many of the previous nights, the partying lasted until the first train.Chris and I exuded a level of exhaustion that became contagious in the train cars.I felt like a decrepit man stuck in a gorgeous, young strapping lad’s body (^^).Only two months out of college and I’m getting too old for this game.Let’s drink like fish during this last month ::smirk::.

~See Lemons Party it Up

A French and Russian model

A French and Russian model