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Thursday, July 16, 2009 !@#$% 9:10 PM

Me: I asked ayah to buy me fish paste.

Mum: How do you buy fish paste?

Me: ...you take from the shelf, you walk, walk, walk, then you pay. :D



Interviewer: So will you hold the rock festival at Lake Biwa?

Nishikawa: Well, when I talk about Shiga-Prefecture, everyone thinks that we're surrounded by water. You're thinking that we're living all soked and wet, don't you?

Interviewer: No I don't.

Nishikawa: To say that baseball teams there have a lack of victory as all the hitted balls are going into the water and they're unable to get them.



Gackt: I used to be good at swimming, but then, when I was a child, I almost drowned.

Interviewer: Then you're not a good swimmer then.

Gackt: I didn't go swimming again after that incident.

Gackt: But then, seven years ago, I started swimming to conquer my fears. I drowned again.

Interviewer: -_-' -.-' : ._. -,-"


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