hundred-forty ninth.

dear (k)you,

arite, so about a week ago, i went to work in this convention for people like me. so, me and a couple of my friends were assigned to assist the technical committee and basically, me and my wonderful self that cannot seem to shut up landed myself the hardest job of all... talking to all the foreign speakers. okay so it's not really the hardest, i mean, i get to sit ALL day in a lounge while the rest of my friends run around... but see here, it's boring. waiting for the speakers to come and have their visual aids checked isn't exactly very exciting. so i was reduced to literally looking at my list of speakers, waiting for them to come. and as that is the case, i started giving notice to the speakers from your home country... and lo and behold, i actually recognized one! see remember that speaker from the previous convention i had that came from your school? turns out he's scheduled to speak at this convention also! so yeah, i patiently waited for him and when he did come... HA! i sold myself to him. yeap! i talked to him and became friendly, so that i can get a shot for post grad at his university... at your university. okay, so yeah, i realized that by the time i get there, you prolly have graduated already. but what the hell! not every fan girl can say they graduated from the same university as you! ha. but maybe i should just go to japan. hm.