I am a high-school student in Japan

[Anonymous No.]

I became a Japanese first-year high-school student in late January this year, and eighteen years old in early February. I've been here for almost two months, and will remain for a further ten. This is my thread. You can ask questions, make requests, whatever else. I'm fucking bored, and waiting for downloads to finish, so I came back to 4chan for the first time in a long time. Seriously, guys, go nuts.

[Anonymous No.]

IS IT LIKE IN OUR JAPANESE EROGE?

[Kurosu !Jun.1bGALk No.]

Q: What does this have to do with figures, power levels, or little girls?

[Anonymous No.]

Why are you a disgusting waste of space? Also, reported.

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>>7110054
Me being 6'3", blond-haired, blue-eyed, strikingly handsome, charming, intelligent and finely moustachioed, yes, yes it is. I have a harem, but, being a 4chan user, no good end yet.

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>>7110057
Plenty, actually.

>>7110058
Don't see what that'll achieve.

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I don't believe you, and why are you 18 in the first year of high school?

[Anonymous No.]

Admitting to underage.

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>Don't see what that'll achieve.

Well, I'm sincerely hoping it will teach the trash that this sort of thread is unwanted.

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What a lame hairdo, are you a ginger, OP?

[Anonymous No.]

no timestamp HAHAHA OWNED noob

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>>7110063
Interesting story, actually. Because I'm an exchange student, I'm not expected to study or pass classes properly (as opposed to a foreign student). As it happens, I graduated from high-school myself, before coming over here, so I'm school-leaver's age. Anyway, with the school year officially ending next week, I'll soon be a second-year. So, let's work backwards: if I was a third-year right now, I would have been doing university entrance exams. That's no good. If I was a second-year going into third-year, then I'd be a potential distraction when the real students are studying their arses off for their final year of school. That leaves first year. Of course, I am older than everyone else, but it doesn't bother me. Plus, next school year, as a second-year, I get to go on a school trip to Okinawa. So, that's why I am an eighteen-year-old first-year. Also, picture is me and class-mates with suitable face-replacements. I don't really care about proving anything, because I'd rather be called a troll and a liar than sacrifice what little privacy I've allowed myself.

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>>7110070
>herp derp lets feed trolls they will get buttangered and leave im sure
youre dumber than op

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>>7110079
The only name you will be called is none other than what you deserve. That being trash.

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>>7110076
Getting a haircut on Sunday. And no, I'm blond.

>>7110068
Eighteen is not under-age.

>>7110077
Please see the end of:
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>>7110070
Unwanted by a whopping majority of one outspoken troglodyte. Makes me feel special.

[Anonymous No.]

Why the heck are you dressed like a priest..?

[Anonymous No.]

Have you ever smashed a watermelon at the beach? Are cultur festivals at school really include only maido-cafés? Are the most girls really that submissive to men and do what they say? Is is true, that most girls have such faces contorted with pain when they have sex, or is this only in hentai? How do your classmates and friends think about you as an gaijin-weeaboo, are they mad? Or are you hide your power level?

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Do you honestly believe anyone here actually gives a shit?

Fuck off and die.

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>>7110081
Hey, this kills my boredom just as well as if you were using the thread for its intended purpose. Let's play armchair psychiatry: You're bitter and jealous because you never got a chance to do something like this.

>>7110080
Actually, I'm pretty clever, I think.

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>>7110079
So you graduated high school in your country, and you went to high school in Japan --WHY?

Are you paying tuition to attend your school?

Will you be going to university in japan? Where are you getting the cash for this?

Right your answers in Japanese, please.

[Anonymous No.]

>I'm bored

>Ask a western highschool student in Japan anything.

Just leave, we dont need any more /b/-tier threads

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>>7110091
>You're bitter and jealous because you never got a chance to do something like this.

Try again. The only reason I'm still here is because I'm just as bored as you confess to be. It's a slow night, ya know.

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why did they have you come in at a weird time in the school year? shit, the school year should have ended already with the next one in april

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>>7110053
You live my dream...
I am too old now...

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>>7110079

So you're going to be like 21 by the time you finish school?....

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How does it feel to be treated as inferior by every Japanese person? The only reason Japanese people are nice to you is because they feel sorry for you.

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What are your plans for university?
Do you think you'll get to have sex with any hot japanisu girls?
The sailor uniforms in OP pic alone make me horny.
Damn it I envy you OP.

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>>7110103
the younger ones are actually pretty cool from my experience
although to be honest i've never been face to face with any of them for long periods of time who weren't going to school with me in america

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>Ask me anything thread
>20 replies, some of them serious.

Got one for you, OP. Have you heard of the wonders of Aikido?

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why would you waste time and money on this shit instead of going to university

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>>7110102
I was 21 when i graduated high school, but that's only because i went NEET at age 16 and was forced back into school at 19 by my parents.

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>>7110088
The majority of Japanese school uniforms for males are of this type, and are based on the old military uniforms which were themselves based on Prussian designs, I believe.

>>7110089
Hasn't been summer-time yet, so no, and honestly, I'm in a land-locked prefecture, so I probably won't even see that happen, let alone do it myself.

Haven't had the culture festival yet, but no. Pretty sure maid stuff is not allowed - most schools would deem it inappropriate. I know for a fact that one class did a Michael Jackson themed thing last time - no, not shotacon.

Most are. Schoolgirls are still allowed to be individuals, so not so much, and some younger women with careers/university degrees are independent, but for the most part, the man of the house is in charge and comes first at all times, except with the shopping.

Well, the 3D porn I've seen has those expressions, but I'm yet to make any progress myself. A failure I am.

I hide my power level, but then, by their standards, I'm actually below the average in terms of animu and mango. And nobody knows Excel Saga.

[Anonymous No.]

I believe you shouldn't underestimate Aikido. Now I know you may be thinking, "Why take a weakling martial art like Aikido seriously when I am learning Kendo?" I can see why you would think that, how can a peaceful martial arts like Aikido beat a powerful one like Kendo?

Well, I have a story to share with you.

Years ago, I was a Kendoka, I thought I was the toughest kid in high school, I would pick fights, and kick ass. I was full of hate, until I picked a fight with the wrong dude. He was a Japanese exchange student, I still remember his name, Noboru Takeda.

I picked on him because of his hilarious and thick Japanese accent. I told him I was going to beat him so hard, he would go back to China(Yeah, I was a little racist prick.), he never said anything back, made me wanted to kick his ass even harder.

Well, here comes the fight. I threw men and do strikes, he dodged them like I was a mere white belt. I was tiring out and he knew, I saw the smirk on his face that made me raged hard. I put all my strength in one amazing tsuki, and he grabbed past it to my wrist and threw me over. My back smacked on the hard cement ground, and I was knocked out for who knows how long.

When I woke up I was in the school infirmary, I asked the nurse who brought me here, and you guessed it, Noboru Takeda. The next day, he wasn't at school, he was back in Japan, and I never got to thank him, for saving my life and showing me the light. I soon learned that he was an Aikidoka and have been practicing Aikido ever since to show my thanks to him.

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>>7110101

[Anonymous No.]

I have defeated countless opponents using Aikido, and they always ask me, Why are you so strong?

I answer, I'm not strong, you are.

Aikido uses the strength of the attacker back at them but 10 times stronger(estimate). Using Aikido and I can probably kill a charging Rhino using it's force right back at it, of course, I'm not going to try it, way to dangerous for any sane person.

I recommend practicing Aikido for every /jp/edo, as you are all physically weak, and Aikido is specialized for the weak to defend against the strong.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FDnYNroUmNs

A 50 year old man with cerebral palsy doing Aikido, very touching.

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Its lunch, I went to my favourite sandwich shop, got a delicious veal sandwich and was on my way back home. There was this thuggish "Nigga" style black dude, he was behind me, I stopped, because he was walking quite fast, and I didn't want to be in his way.
He comes up to me, and asked, “Do you have any money?”, I knew where he was going with this, so I said, “Yeah, but you’re not getting any of it.”, and I walked away. I suppose it’s in his blood, he was going to punch the back of my head but I quickly grabbed and threw him over my shoulder, he fell down and became unconscious. I checked if he had any drugs/money, found cocaine in his jacket and called the cops.
I guess it wasn’t really a fight since it lasted less than 10 seconds, it really shows how effective Aikido is in real life situations.
It feels good to help the police catch drug dealers/druggies.

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>>7110116
don't show your power level
ever
even if they wonder why you're there in the first place, just say it's because you like cultural exchange or some shit
be a normal

[Anonymous No.]

Talk to her before and after each class. If she's just sitting in a chair, or standing somewhere, go up to her and talk about something interesting. But make sure she isn't already talking to someone else.
Ask her for her email address or her IM. Do this at least the fifth time you see her if you talk to her a lot, and if she asks why, you don't have to tell her it's because you like her, just turn it around and ask why not.
Don't make fun of her if she does sloppy push-ups, or a bad counter. You can do it once in a while, but not every time you go. Try not to be too patronizing, but it could give you the opportunity to show off and help her with her technique. However some girls might take offense to any form of criticism so be careful.
While sparring her, if you get to do so, don't go too hard on her, but don't go so easy that it's obvious. Remember, she IS learning the same techniques as you, and may well feel you are insulting her abilities by going easy on her.
Compliment her on her Aikido skills after class. Girls love it when they get compliments. If she's more advanced than you, ask her to help you with a technique. It'll give you the opportunity to talk to her while flattering her skill.
Saying Good bye. When you're leaving, or when she's leaving (which ever is first), say good bye to her. The best way to say it is see you later, so the girl knows that you actually want to see her later.
Make sure you don't have anything stuck in your teeth when you talk to her.
If there are any awkward silences in your conversations, quickly say something funny or interesting.
If you're talking to her, stare into her eyes and don't look around in different places in the room. It'll annoy her.
Check if your dojo has any rules about dating someone from the class. Some have rules like this to prevent both sexual harassment and interpersonal drama from cropping up in class.

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>>7110053

How many fat or ugly chicks are there in class?

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>>7110094
Answer this one, OP. Let's see how good your Japanese is.

[Anonymous No.]

Japanese Martial Arts, is really an art isn't it?

Lets check out Aikido for moment. A style that doesn't even use any strikes to beat down your opponent, sound pretty cool right?

Here is a video of Aikido practitioners demonstrating various moves:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sJ8VLPPTuH0

Note how graceful they are, it's like you are watching them dance and not fighting at all, a beautiful dance I might add.

What do you think? About Aikido and Japanese Martial Arts in general.

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what's with the thing the girl under you has on her mouth?
I thought those were out of fashion long ago

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My Aikido dojo is across from a Karate dojo. We usually get alot of rude remarks from them, such as Aikido being for weaklings.

Well, one of them challenged me, he was a white male in his 20's. I accepted of course, I never back down from a challenge.

He had really good form, but his Karate was no match for my Aikido. He delivered a great kick but it was nothing for me, I easily grabbed it and knocked him down with a kick. This went on for about 10 minutes until he got too tired.

He got frustrated and left, he was about to cross the street but I stopped him from getting hit by a speeding cyclist. He didn't say thanks but it still felt good to save someone.

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>>7110094
オーストラリアの高校で日本語を勉強していたから行きたかった。

高官学の（会社じゃないけど言葉分からない）は俺のりょうしんからお金を
もらって、この人達は言ったことをする。

日本にいる時間は一年間だけだから、高校二年生まで勉強する。前にもう書
いたけど、またりょうしんはお願いしてあげた。

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>>7110135
Not OP, but those aren't really used as fashion. They are for not catching hay fever, or giving someone your cold.

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Believe it or not, I wasn't always a handsome stud. I used to an anti-social loser like you, until I started Aikido more than a year ago.

In Aikido, you need to communicate to your partner to be successful, my partner was a very talkative person, I couldn't help but open up to him. He's now my best friend, and through him, I lost my old ways and became a man.

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>>7110113
I'm going to university when I get back.

It costs my parents only marginally more than supporting my parasitic lifestyle for a year back home, so they were perfectly willing.

Happy?

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>>7110119
Forever alone...

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>>7110141

Are you quite sure?

[Anonymous No.]

Arguably the most powerful martial arts in Japan.

An Aikido practitioner is practically invincible, no one of any martial arts background can ever land a punch or kick on one.

Using the power of the attacker, the Aikido practitioner uses absolutely no energy to knock them down.

A fearsome martial arts it is.

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>>7110125
That is why I'm there.
First priority is to get better at the language.
Second is to learn more about genuine Japanese lifestyle and society.
Third is to pick up some cool stuff (I've started kyuudou).
Fourth is to "find myself", if I can - I figure some time away might give me the perspective I need to get some direction in life.

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Everyday I look at /fit/ and laugh. They are so pathetic, wasting there time in a hot stinky gym lifting weights.

I just do Aikido and I look twice as aesthetic as the best looking /fit/ poster. I'm probably twice as strong too, strong enough to compete competitively as a strongman or Olympic lifter.

But I can actually use my strength to defend myself, I can probably take on four Brock Lesnars.

At once.

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>>7110107
You missed my Qs OP :(

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>>7110147
Notice i said "they aren't really", that means that they could be used as fashion, but the general use is for what i said.

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When I was sixteen, I raped my next door neighbor kid. She was a lot younger than me, ten or eleven probably. Cude kid. Skinny as anything, long brown hair, always bouncing around. When we were both younger, we'd play ghost in the graveyard, capture the flag, and hide and seek with the other neighborhood kids. In our version of the games, if you got put in jail, you got tied up with some old clothesline and "tortured" (tickled, lol)--we had enough people that it worked out, plus it was fun tying people up. At least that was the part me and my sister liked. But I found out that Jessi (the neighbor girl) liked being tied up. Whatever, it was a game, she was a kid, and no one thought much of it.

Fast forward five years. I'm in high school, my sister is in eight grade, and our neighbor Jessi is in fifth grade. Sis and Jess went to the same school.

Jess came home with sis (her name is Elizabeth, but I don't want this to get confusing) one day after school. Sis had promised her she'd let her go swimming in our pool. I guess they went swimming, because later I found Jessi, soaking wet in her swimsuit, in myh room. "Sorry!" she said. "Lizzie said your goggles were in here, and the water was hurting my eyes."

Fuck, she was cute. Dripping wet, pink suit clinging to her, cute little ass, tiny barely-there tits...GOD. I got hard just looking at her stand there.

"Uh...yeah. My goggles are actually over here..." I went out to the hallway and hunted them out of the hall closet. My eyes hit on mom's clothesline, though, and my mind went downthe gutter fast.

"Uh, Jessi. Do you want to play a game?"

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>>7110129
Fat? I've seen one hambeast in the entire school. There are probably about 4-5% "chubby" (i.e., "fat, but not enormous"). There are plenty of ugly girls - I would say about 40% of the total are very to moderately unattractive, another 40% are plain to slightly attractive, and the remainder are moderately attractive to PUT IT IN.

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I now wish to become an aikido practitioner. Thank you, strange /jp/ spammer, for teaching me the way of Aikido.

[Anonymous No.]

How's the social side? Do they accept you? Are you popular with girls?

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>>7110160
she bit her lip, cutest thing ever. Her swimsuit strap was starting to slip down off her shoulder, and I started to pray that she wouldn't notice. "like what kind of game?"

"Like...hide and seek," I said.

She grinned. "Okay, like with everyone How come you don't play with us anymore?" I guess the neighborhood games were still going on and she still joined in... interesting.

"I was actually thinking, like...just youand me."

"Okay, sure." She grinned at me and gave me a wet, drippy hug. I felt her cold, wet stomach press against my hard cock and nearly came right then.

"I'll count, okay? And if I find you..."

"You tie me up?" She giggled.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. My shorts were tenting out like the fucking circus. "Yeah. Tie you up," I said.

"Okay!" I found her and covered her eyes with a bandana. She laughed and let me guide her to my room. I laid her down on the bed andcarefully began tying her up--I started by just wrapping her up, mummy-style, but changed my mind partway though. Instead, I cut two pices of clotheline off, snaked them under the bed, and tied each end up one of her limbs--effectively tying her down to the mattress, spread eagle. this would have been way easier with a 4 post bed, but I had a twin, and it wroked okay for an eleven year old.

"Are you ready?" I asked her. "For what?" she giggled.

"For the TORTURE!" I yelled, and started tickling her. God, she squirmed. I sat on her chest and tickled her on and on as she bucked and squealed below me. I stopped every couple minutes to let her catch her breath.

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>>7110103
Don't really care. I'm here for my own reasons, and I don't care why people are being nice to me, as long as they are being nice.

But, as anon. said, the younger ones aren't much like that. And that said, old people in any country will patronise foreigners...

So, uh... No feelings?

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>>7110165
God, it was hot. I traced her face with my finger and dipped my finger into her mouth. she started suckling on it, which was suddenly the hottest thing i could imagine anyone ever doing--this tied down, swimsuit-wearing little girl, sucking hungrily on my finger.I ran my other hand down her body, lightly tickling her through the still-damp swimsuit. She murmured around my finger and sucked harder. I ran my finger quickly, lightly, across her crotch, and she bit down on my finger, arching her back, then went back to sucking.

I smiled. "nice girl," I teased quietly, running my hand across her tiny breasts, still flicking and stroking, a weak attempt at masking what I was doing by still pretending to "tickle" her. Whether she believed it or realised what was actually on my mind didn't really matter.

I lightly traced circles around her breasts, circling closer and closer to her tiny erect nipples, and she began to squirm again, this time straining to meet my touch instead of desperately pulling away.

I kept circling her nipples, moving closer....closer....closer...and then I stopped, hovering just above them.

She strained even more, pushing upwards, trying to feel my fingers on her nipples, the one placed I had avoided touching her. but she was stll blinfolded and couldn't tell that she'd never quiet arch her back *that* far.

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>>7110161
>moderately attractive to PUT IT IN.
Most amusing thing I've seen in this shit thread, but I suggest you just take it to /a/ and drag all the people who are actually taking this seriously with you

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>>7110170
Damn, a horny ten year old girl. Who would have imagined?

I pulled my finger from her mouth, anf used both of my hands to caregully, firmly push her back down to the bed. she whimpered.

"is something wrong jessi? do you want me to untie you?"

"No!" her body tensed, then relaxed completely. "why did you stop," she whined a little. I forced surprise into my voice. "Did you like that?"

"...ye...yeah," she said shakily. "Please...don't stop?

"I don't know," I said, drawing it out. "I don't know if it's really okay for me to touch you..."

"but we played this all the time when we were kids!"

"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," I returned my finger briefly to her mouth. "What do you want?"

She squirmed. "I want you to do what you were doing."

"What was that?"

"You were...you know!" She was so cute when she was flustered.

"I don't know," I said evenly.

"Tickling my...my...boobs."

"You want me to do exactly what I was doing? 'Tickling your boobs?' Just that?"

"N...no..."

"What else, jessi?"

"Keep going?"

[Anonymous No.]

You could probably help some Japs with their english studies and ear some green, op.

[Anonymous No.]

ITT: OP never made more than the original post.

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>>7110176
I shook my head, though she couldn't see it. I didn't want to push my luck, so I said okay. I snaked my finger back to her mouth and began circling her nipples again. This time she started squirming even faster than before.

Before long, she was breathing hard, and mumbled something around my finger.

I pulled it out again. "What's that?"

"please touch me." she repeated.

"I am touching you, jess."

"There," she said. "You know."

"hm?" I circled dnagerously close to her right nipple, which I still hadn't touched.

"there!" Please."

"Ask me nicely."

She squirmed underneath me. "Please...will you...touch... my....my....nipples."

I smiled. Finally!

Without warning, I pinched both nipples as hard as I could. Jessi screamed and nearly threw herself clear of the bed I began rubbing her nipples frantically with both hands, while she tried in vain to suppress moans of ecstacy. As I rubbed, I inched my face closer and closer to her burnng pussy. I could feel the heat thru the swimsuit, and at that moment I lost what litte control I had.

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>>7110164
I don't really know. I think they assume that there is a bigger language barrier than there actually is, or at least, that it is too difficult to work around (which I've found it not to be when myself and other parties both try). Do they accept me? Well, people consistently come to talk to me, pay attention to what I'm doing. Some people have tried to suggest activities out of school, but I've not been able to partake so far, which I'm sure was offensive. Girls, perhaps being better at languages in general, seem to be more confident with their English, so they are easier to talk to than the boys (a huge change for me). I feel pretty comfortable, socially, but then, I'm an introvert, and pretty indifferent to social interaction back home, except with close friends, so I guess it's just a nice change.

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>>7110180
I'll show you something even better! I told her, and pulled her swimsuit to the side, exposing her young vagina. Before she could say anything, I got to licking. Man, it tasted sweet! A 10 year old!

She was moaning loudly now, so loud I was afraid we'd get caught. But I didn't care, I was lost in the ecstacy of it all. Everything was quiet for a minute and for a second I had a crazy thought that I had killed her. But she moved, just barely, beneath me. I ripped the blindfold off her.

"okay, jess?"

"uh..yeah," she whispered. Then, weakly, "...ow."

I smiled. "Did that feel good?"

"Ye...yeah. Yeah, it...it did. Really good."

I petted her for a litle while, and after a couple minutes, the usual spark was back in her eyes. "Wow," she said. "Wow."

I laughed. "I think I'd better untie you now," I said slowly.

"No," she said quickly. "I mean, no... I'm okay. We can keep playing...if you want."

I looked at her, surprised, and incredibly turned on. Fuck, if my ex-girlfriends had been anywhere as hot as this little minx...

"Sure, jess." I said. "What do you want to play?" She shrugged, a cute gesture with her hands tied spread out. "I don't know!" she said. What do you want to play?"

"Hm... How about this: I ask you questions."

She looked at me funny, a cute, confused expression on her face. (Let's face it, everything she does is cute.) "How's that a game?"

I smiled. "It's a pretend torture game, okay? I'll ask you questions...and I'll torture you until you answer."

A flicker of doubt crossed her face. "You won't...really hurt me, will you?"

"Nah, Jess. I promise that you'll love this game as much as me."

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>>7110053
How often do you get Corndogs at School Dinner?

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>>7110184
She smiled uncertainly. "Okay. Do...do you want to blindfold me again?"

I raised my eyebrows. "Sure, jess, if that's what you want."

"I...I kinda like it, I guess. It's cool not knowing what you're going to do next, and it feels good.'

"Okay, jess. On with the blindfold." I carefully tied it back around her head, and she leaned back on my pillow.

"Let's see....first question. Hm. Something...embarrassing." She squirmed a little, playfully. "Okay, I've got it. Jess, when was the last time you wet the bed?"

"What?!" she squealed. I'm not gonna tell you that! "Yes, you are," I told her, and began to tickle her. She began to squirm and scream, laughing and gasping for breath. Every minute of so I would stop and prompt her to answer me...no dice.

"You're a stubborn one... I'll have to resort to other measures." I began tickling her again, harder--it might have been almost painful for her, to be honest, but of course she was laughing so hard it was impossible to tell. This time, I didn't stop, and I just kept going until I was worried she was going to pass out....but I didn't stop.

Finally, she managed to choke out "I'll tell you!" I immediately stopped tickling her, and let her rest. her small body still shook a bit, even after I stopped tickling her, and she spent a long time breathing hard, catching her breath back.

After a moment, I was done waitng. "Alright jess, break time's over. Answer the question...unless you want me to do that again?"

"No!" she shrieked. "I said I'd tell you. I... I was eight."

"Really?" I said in mock dismay. "That old? What a messy girl!"

Even under her blindfold, I could tell she was blushing furiously.

"Okay...next question... Let's see." My mind raced through the things that might embarrass a ten year old girl. Having never been one myself, I was havng trouble.

"Uh...how about this? What was the worst grade you got in school this year?"

"Do I...have... to tell you?"

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>>7110191
"Yes."

"It was--"

"--you don't have to tell me right away!" I burst out.

She giggled. "I get it. Okay! Wait, I mean... 'I'll never tell you! Not in a million years!'"

"I guess I'll have to torture it out of you!" I said, using the same mock-boastful voice that she had just spoken with. She giggled again. Damn, the kid was adorable.

I gently pulled the blindfold off of her. This time, i wanted to see her face. She tilted her head and looked at me in surprise when she realised the bandana was off, but she didn't say anything.

I covered her mouth, and pinched her nose shut, and watched her eyes go WIDE. She immediately began thrashing underneath me. I silently counted to ten, and released her.

She sucked in a deep breath and glared at me. "You'll have to do better than that!" she boasted.

"I was counting on it," I smiled, and blocked her air again, this time holding for a count of fifteen. The expression on her face as she twisted under me was amazing--a mix of terror, anticipation, and rage--and once again, extreme relief when I let her go before she *really* needed a breath.

"Will you answer my question now?"

She smiled and said.

"--ok... please, no more"

"That was kinda quick of you, you know"

She giggled. Oh God she looked so cute...

"Yes. I'll try better with your next question."

"Very well then, do you like it when I'm doing THIS?"

I instantly started sucking on her nipples.

"--ahhh, no!! you can't!"

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110179
I've been having a lot of trouble keeping up, actually. That's 4chan for ya, huh?

>>7110107
Law back home.
I am not counting on it, but it would be nice. Fuck, just seeing this is enough for me.
Although, I am lonely, in that way.

>>7110177
I do try to help out sometimes, but it's difficult, and they don't ask for help, even when I tell them that they should.

Anyway, I have to have a bath. If I come back and see any interesting questions, I might answer them. Or, I might follow >>7110173's advice and appear on /a/. But I successfully killed some time. Downloads still aren't done...

[Anonymous No.]

Do you have to clean the classroom after school? Do you sit in back by the window?

[Anonymous No.]

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110195
"Answer my question, do you like it?"

I started sucking harder, kissing her nipples from time to time.

"--yeess!! but you can't do this!"

Damn, the kid was adorable.

When I finally let go, she really gasped for breath. When she recomposed herself, her face went back to it's normally cute state.

"Okay, okay! My lowest grade this year was a 70!" she spurted out.

I didn't really know how to tease her or not, and there was this kind of awkward silence. She bit her bottom lip again, which was wet and pink. Might have been wet from the pool, but she also seemed to be licking her lips alot.

I decided to just try to impress her by complimenting her. "That's a good mark!" I said.

I felt pretty dorky after that, and it got a bit more awkward. Amazingly, she groaned and arched her back again. The awkwardness was lifting fast, as my PENIS started to take over my brain again.

"Aren't you going to ask me another one?" she asked me.

My dick was throbbing by now, and I couldn't hold myself back anymore. I pushed her gently back onto the bed with my palms. She stopped squirming, and my fingers ran up to her top.

I rolled up her top, so her nipples were revealed. They were so hard, and pink. I started to suck on them, when she started to seem uncomfortable.

"mmmmffff...." she moaned, as my hand darted for her panties.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110187
No school dinner. No corndogs. Sorry. I don't even get the reference.

[Anonymous No.]

Reported.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110201
I yanked them down past her knees, and she started to do a sort of pushup, trying to get me off I guess. She was bound pretty well, though, and she couldn't move.

I pulled my pants and boxers off in the blink of an eye, and started to stroke her vagina. She started to protest when she saw my PENIS, but I put my hand over her mouth again. I could feel her tongue breach against my sweaty palm, as I continued to play with her.

I positioned myself ontop of her, then, with my hand still on her mouth. I kneeled over her, and slid my PENIS into her finally. Even though she was protesting, she was really fucking wet. God, was she wet. Her pussy juice flowed all over my dick, and I nearly came right there.

She bit my palm, and started to scream under it. My room door was closed, though, and I was sure no one could hear her. I started to thrust hard into her, and this seemed to cause her pain. She obviously wasn't developed enough to handle my penis.

After a few minutes of me fucking her, I came inside of her. I pulled out, and there was a little bit of blood on my dick. I guess this was her first time. She was crying by now, and I finally released my palm from her mouth.

She just laid there, shuddering. Snot ran down her nose and mixed with her tears. I unbound her and rubbed her belly for a few seconds, before I felt this really guilty feeling. I rolled her panties back up, threw her towel on her, and walked out of the room.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110198
My school's pretty lax. We only do lunch-time cleaning. Most recently, my seat was in the second-row, third column from the window. Nice girls nearby. But now, no seat, because it's the holidays.

[Anonymous No.]

You should stop being an introvert faggot. You're in a different country where no one knows shit about you.

[Anonymous No.]

So a frog hops into a bank. He gets in line for the teller windows, and eventually Betty Black, who had only been hired a week ago, calls him up to her window. He hops up onto the counter and croaks,

"I want a loan."

Now, Betty hadn't been working at the bank very long, but even with just one week of experience she was pretty sure they didn't usually serve animals there! So she stutters a little and finally responds, "But... but aren't you a frog?"

"Don't sass back to me!" the frog yells. "I'll have you know, Mick Jagger was my father! I don't have to take it!"

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110215
Honestly, I tried it. I sat and drilled into my mind that I would come out of my shell and act like a douchebag. It just didn't happen. Oh well. The schoolgirls think my behaviour is cute. Honest to God, I was called a tsundere. Dere dere dere dere. Apparently. Affectionate old me, huh?

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110216
Of course, Betty is more confused than ever! But after a little more stuttering and looking around in confusion, she regains her composure and starts to process the frog's transaction. "Okay," she says, "I'll get you some forms to fill out, but first I need to know what collateral you'll be using. Is it an auto loan, or a mortgage, or...?"

The frog immediately produces an ODD TRINKET out of thin air. It's one of those porcelain elephants you sometimes see on mantlepieces, with a clock in its stomach. Betty stares at the object and asks, "what is this supposed to be, sir?"

"My collateral," says the frog, beginning to get annoyed.

"I'm sorry, but I'm sure we don't accept, er, whatever that is as..."

"Let me talk to your manager," shouts the frog.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110235
So Betty sighs and leads the frog, who is now carrying his ODD TRINKET on his back, into the manager's office. The manager looks up from his desk, and asks Betty what the problem is.

"This frog is trying to borrow money, but he's being very unreasonable. He keeps claiming he's the son of Mick Jagger, and what's worse," she adds, pointing at the trinket, "he's trying to offer THAT thing as collateral. I don't even know what it's supposed to be."

The bank manager takes off his glasses, and looks at all the dramatis personae in turn: the teller, the frog, and the TRINKET. Finally, his gaze meets the teller's again, and he replies,

"It's a knick-knack, Betty Black. Give the frog a loan. His old man's a Rolling Stone."

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110216
>>7110208
>>7110201
>>7110195
>>7110191
>>7110184
>>7110180
>>7110176
>>7110165
>>7110160
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>>7110136
>>7110133
>>7110128
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[Anonymous No.]

>>7110222
>imagining cute japanese girls calling me tsundere sadface
But there's no need to be a loud mouthed hooligan.
That's not it.
Just try to talk to people more. Make them comfortable in your presence.
Just be more happy, and look people in the eye, although don't stare, look then look away then look back etc.
It's just a matter of practise.

[Anonymous No.]

Nineteen-seventy-one was the Year of Spaghetti.

In 1971, I cooked spaghetti to live, and lived to cook spaghetti. Steam rising from the pot was my pride and joy, tomato sauce bubbling up in the saucepan my one great hope in life.

I went to a cooking specialty store and bought a kitchen timer and a huge aluminum pot, big enough to bathe a German shepherd in, then went around to all the supermarkets that catered to foreigners, gathering an assortment of odd-sounding spices. I picked up a pasta cookbook at the bookstore, and bought tomatoes by the dozen. I purchased every brand of spaghetti I could lay my hands on, simmered every sauce known to man. Fine particles of garlic, onion, and olive oil swirled in the air, forming a harmonious cloud that penetrated every corner of my tiny apartment, permeating the floor and the ceiling and the walls, my clothes, my books, my records, my tennis racquet, my bundles of old letters. It was a fragrance one might have smelled on ancient Roman aqueducts.

This is a story from the Year of Spaghetti, 1971 A.D.

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[Anonymous No.]

>>7110261
As a rule, I cooked spaghetti, and ate it, by myself. I was convinced that spaghetti was a dish best enjoyed alone. I can't really explain why I felt that way, but there it is.

I always drank tea with my spaghetti and ate a simple lettuce-and-cucumber salad. Id make sure I had plenty of both. I laid everything out neatly on the table and enjoyed a leisurely meal, glancing at the paper as I ate. From Sunday to Saturday, one Spaghetti Day followed another. And each new Sunday started a brand-new Spaghetti Week.

Every time I sat down to a plate of spaghetti (especially on a rainy afternoon) I had the distinct feeling that somebody was about to knock on my door. The person who I imagined was about to visit me was different each time. Sometimes it was a stranger, sometimes someone I knew. Once, it was a girl with slim legs whom I'd dated in high school, and once it was myself, from a few years back, come to pay a visit. Another time, it was William Holden, with Jennifer Jones on his arm.

William Holden?

Not one of these people, however, actually ventured into my apartment. They hovered just outside the door, without knocking, like fragments of memory, and then slipped away.

[Anonymous No.]

Pretty much this. >>7110253

You can't change your introverted personality trait, but don't let it rule you. Don't look depressed, make eye contact, don't say derpy stuff, and over all just act normal.

Your thread is pretty shitty, though, so polite sage.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110266
Spring, summer, and fall, I cooked and cooked, as if cooking spaghetti were an act of revenge. Like a lonely, jilted girl throwing old love letters into the fireplace, I tossed one handful of spaghetti after another into the pot.

I'd gather up the trampled-down shadows of time, knead them into the shape of a German shepherd, toss them into the roiling water, and sprinkle them with salt. Then I'd hover over the pot, oversized chopsticks in hand, until the timer dinged its plaintive note.

Spaghetti strands are a crafty bunch, and I couldn't let them out of my sight. If I were to turn my back, they might well slip over the edge of the pot and vanish into the night. The night lay in silent ambush, hoping to waylay the prodigal strands.

Spaghetti alla parmigiana

Spaghetti alla napoletana

Spaghetti al cartoccio

Spaghetti aglio e olio

Spaghetti alla carbonara

Spaghetti della pina

And then there was the pitiful, nameless leftover spaghetti carelessly tossed into the fridge.

Born in heat, the strands of spaghetti washed down the river of 1971 and vanished.

I mourn them all -- all the spaghetti of the year 1971.

[Anonymous No.]

Do you maturbate in the communal bath?
When i was there i would ask to go in first in the bath. And then masturbate, hopefully my seed went into one of the Japanese girls i was staying with so their advanced race could blend with ours.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110273
When the phone rang at 3:20 p.m. I was sprawled out on the tatami, staring at the ceiling. A pool of winter sunlight had formed in the place where I lay. Like a dead fly I lay there, vacant, in a December spotlight.

At first, I didn't recognize the sound as the phone ringing. It was more like an unfamiliar memory that had hesitantly slipped in between the layers of air. Finally, though, it began to take shape, and, in the end, a ringing phone was unmistakably what it was. It was one hundred per cent a phone ring in one-hundred-per-cent real air. Still sprawled out, I reached over and picked up the receiver.

On the other end was a girl, a girl so indistinct that, by four-thirty, she might very well have disappeared altogether. She was the ex-girlfriend of a friend of mine. Something had brought them together, this guy and this indistinct girl, and something had led them to break up. I had, I admit, reluctantly played a role in getting them together in the first place.

Sorry to bother you, she said, but do you know where he is now?

I looked at the phone, running my eyes along the length of the cord. The cord was, sure enough, attached to the phone. I managed a vague reply. There was something ominous in the girls voice, and whatever trouble was brewing I knew that I didn't want to get involved.

Nobody will tell me where he is, she said in a chilly tone. Everybody's pretending they don't know. But there's something important I have to tell him, so please tell me where he is. I promise I won't drag you into this. Where is he?

I honestly don't know, I told her. I haven't seen him in a long time. My voice didn't sound like my own. I was telling the truth about not having seen him for a long time, but not about the other part (I did know his address and phone number). Whenever I tell a lie, something weird happens to my voice.

No comment from her.

[Anonymous No.]

Smoke weed errrrrrryday

[Anonymous No.]

HOW DID YOU BECAME A STUDENT THERE?
DO YOU SPEAK JAPANESE?

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110279
The phone was like a pillar of ice.

Then all the objects around me turned into pillars of ice, as if I were in a J. G. Ballard science-fiction story.

I really don't know, I repeated. He went away a long time ago, without saying a word.

The girl laughed. Give me a break. He's not that clever. We're talking about a guy who has to make a lot of noise no matter what he does.

She was right. The guy really was a bit of a dim bulb.

But I wasn't about to tell her where he was. Do that, and next I'd have him on the phone, giving me an earful. I was through with getting caught up in other peoples messes. I'd already dug a hole in the back yard and buried everything that needed to be buried in it. Nobody could ever dig it up again.

I'm sorry, I said.

You don't like me, do you? she said suddenly.

I had no idea what to say. I didn't particularly dislike her. I had no real impression of her at all. It's hard to have a bad impression of somebody you have no impression of.

I'm sorry, I said again. But I'm cooking spaghetti right now.

I'm sorry?

I said I'm cooking spaghetti, I lied. I had no idea why I said that. But the lie had already become a part of me -- so much so that, at that moment at least, it didn't feel like a lie at all.

I went ahead and filled an imaginary pot with imaginary water, lit an imaginary stove with an imaginary match.

So? she asked.

I sprinkled imaginary salt into the boiling water, gently lowered a handful of imaginary spaghetti into the imaginary pot, set the imaginary kitchen timer for eight minutes.

So I can't talk. The spaghetti will be ruined.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110282
He answered both those questions already
see
>>7110079
and him speaking jap:
>>7110139

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110286
She didn't say anything.

I'm really sorry, but cooking spaghetti is a delicate operation.

The girl was silent. The phone in my hand began to freeze again.

So could you call me back? I added hurriedly.

Because youre in the middle of making spaghetti? she asked.

Yeah.

Are you making it for someone, or are you going to eat alone?

I'll eat it by myself, I said.

She held her breath for a long time, then slowly breathed out. Theres no way you could know this, but I'm really in trouble. I don't know what to do.

I'm sorry I can't help you, I said.

There's some money involved, too.

I see.

He owes me money, she said. I lent him some money. I shouldn't have, but I had to.

I was quiet for a minute, my thoughts drifting toward spaghetti. Im sorry, I said. But I've got the spaghetti going, so . . .

She gave a listless laugh. Goodbye, she said. Say hi to your spaghetti for me. I hope it turns out O.K.

Bye, I said.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110292
When I hung up the phone, the circle of light on the floor had shifted an inch or two. I lay down again in that pool of light and resumed staring at the ceiling.

Thinking about spaghetti that boils eternally but is never done is a sad, sad thing.

Now I regret, a little, that I didn't tell the girl anything. Perhaps I should have. I mean, her ex-boyfriend wasn't much to start with -- an empty shell of a guy with artistic pretensions, a great talker whom nobody trusted. She sounded as if she really were strapped for money, and, no matter what the situation, you've got to pay back what you borrow.

Sometimes I wonder what happened to the girl -- the thought usually pops into my mind when I'm facing a steaming-hot plate of spaghetti. After she hung up the phone, did she disappear forever, sucked into the 4:30 p.m. shadows? Was I partly to blame?

I want you to understand my position, though. At the time, I didn't want to get involved with anyone. That's why I kept on cooking spaghetti, all by myself. In that huge pot, big enough to hold a German shepherd.

Durum semolina, golden wheat wafting in Italian fields.

Can you imagine how astonished the Italians would be if they knew that what they were exporting in 1971 was really *loneliness*?

[Anonymous No.]

Is OP still here? I was brought in from the front page by this post >>7110200

What I want to know is, why do so many people in japan wear those goddamn masks? Even that girl on the top right of OP's pic is wearing one.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110302
Anonymous, why are you such an idiot? You jaundiced jumped up, vercordiously pusillanimous piffle. Your vileseome existence nauseates me beyond compare. It is politically correct when discussing your faults to use certain words to denote your humanness above your disability. But in your case, there is nothing human. You are just challenged, you are just different. Given a choice of stepping in something nasty on the sidewalk, or bidding you good morning, I would happily choose the former. Single-handedly, you have wrenched all meaning out of life. Congratulations. As I write this I try vainly to think of something, anything, which redeems in some small way your utterly pointless existence. The only thing that comes to mind is that you have taught me hate. Pure, unmitigated hate. I have had fantasies about attacking you with a machete, but I dare not. I once cut up a starfish, which was so neurologically simple that each piece grew into a clone of the original. Your coleopteron brain no doubt shares certain appalling similarities with such creatures. You, misguided as you are, might be asking yourself what you have done to deserve such a letter as this. Your misdeeds and villainous vampings can be described in just two words: you exist. And believe me, there is no reason on earth why you should. How do you justify to yourself waking up each morning and ruining yet another day? If everything in this world has some purpose, some grand plan behind its existence, then yours surely is to show everything else, whether it be a slops bucket in a fried chicken stand, or the gunk behind the fridge, how fortunate it is not to be you. I have tried, but clearly, I have failed. I must stand firm to the realisation that mere words cannot express my utmost and profound contempt and loathing for your person, your being and your existence. You are a blight against nature.

[Anonymous No.]

How long did it take to learn japanese good enough to understand almost everything?

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110302
This question was answered here>>7110141
, not by OP, but this is the reason.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110311
>>7110318
in all seriousness.
all complete seriousness, as in: no more memes or witty comebacks.
all of that shit aside, completely serious right now.
if I had a gun with one bullet, and you were standing in front of me.
but next to you, was Hitler, alive again and ready to kill another 7 million or so Jews.
Honestly, I would shoot you. I really would. Why you're even on /jp/ is something I really would like to know. I want to know how you managed to stumble into this place, and who told you about this secret place of the internet.

Honestly, you're the sole reason /jp/ is full of fail nowadays. It would give me great pleasure to know that before I left, I could at least convince one idiot to leave this place for those with a positive IQ.

So please, in all seriousness, just leave this place and never return

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110320
NO U

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110302
probably answered before but in asian countries school/study is paramount to everything so unless you're on the verge of collapsing - you're off to school

but of course you have to avoid trasmitting your disease to everyone else in class so you wear the mask.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110147
I creamed my pants.

[Anonymous No.]

I hit my waifu today, /jp/.

We were having an argument and she went too far. She made a comment along the lines of "your loser father couldn't keep a relationship together and you can't either!". When I was around 11, my parents got divorced and fought for custody. My dad wanted me and my brother because he genuinely loved us. My mom wanted us just to spite my dad. She won, and my dad kinda lost it over the years.

This was too far for me. I had never, EVER hit a girl before, but it happened so fast I didn't even know I did it.

Basically, I cocked my fist back, and flew it straight into her nose. I thought it would be like the movies where she would get a little trickle of blood. It wasn't. Her nose EXPLODED. I think I must of broken a bunch of cartilege or something because blood shot out of both her nostrils, got all over me, got all over the floor. She staggered backwards, hit her head hard enough on the wall to leave a dent, and slumped down.

We were both stunned for about 10 seconds before she started crying hysterically and ran into my room and locked the door. I washed off my hand, browsed /jp/ for a bit, and took a dump. While I was in the bathroom I heard her run out of the house and take off in her car. That was about 5 hours ago so I guess she didn't go to the cops or anything.

I'm not too sure what to do next.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110318
So does everyone have hay fever and a cold over there? Seems like every video I see of the streets of Japan, there is guaranteed to be at least a few people with the masks.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110320
I'm not some regular here at /jp/,but I have come here every once in a while and it was always "full of fail", with a genuinely funny or interesting thread every once in a while.

I don't know what the hell is wrong with you. Makes me think you are not a regular /jp/er either, just some dude trolling like a loonie.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110351

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[Anonymous No.]

>>7110351

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110270
>>7110253
Oh, don't get me wrong; I'm not some reclusive Aspie. I can just get along fine without much social interaction. I like talking to people, especially when they are interested in me, because that tends to make me interested in them. And as it stands, people are interested in me, because I stick out like a sore thumb. And so, me being interested in people who are interested in me, I have people that I don't know very well who I'm glad to actively talk to, even if I do run out of things to say pretty quickly.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110274
Yes, but I make sure not to get any of my ejaculate in the bath itself. It's very difficult to find both time and privacy to masturbate properly, so the bath is a good place. If I couldn't do it at all, I'd ruin the futon, which doesn't actually get a proper wash, ever, so I think this way is better for everyone.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110351
Nigga you high

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110383
Are you staying with a family or are there dorms?

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110359
Maybe you are from /vip/ and you got lost?

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110291
Thanks pal.

>>7110311
I understand most of the words and grammar that I hear, but if I miss a word or two, that's sometimes a whole sentence that I don't get, and if it's an important one, the lack of context stops anything else from making sense. Not to mention that if I try to think about what I heard and see if I can understand things that I don't get right away, I lose track of what I'm listening to. I can converse effectively, and get across pretty much any point I want to, occasionally with the help of a dictionary for the sake of my vocabulary. I am semi-literate - I can read and write kana, and a couple of hundred kanzi. So that's the level I'm at. My school offered the subject for five years, but the first two were baby steps, so I'm not sure they count. Averaging about three lessons a week for three years of proper study, with not much done in my own time, I was slightly less able than I am now, although far less confident.

[Anonymous No.]

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[Anonymous No.]

>>7110398
The program I'm enrolled in organises host families. It used to be one family for the whole year (my Japanese teacher in high-school was an exchange student the same way in the '80s - she got me onto it, actually) but I will have six or seven. That's both good and bad, I guess - greater breadth of experience, but loss of depth in terms of interpersonal connections.

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>>7110416
How many have you been with so far? Can you give a brief history of them? Any ones you particularly liked/disliked?
Sorry if it's boring for you but I find this interesting.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110420
You just blew tablecat's brains off.

Jerk.

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On the note of the masks:

Hayfever prevention, protection of the self and others from contagious airborne diseases, and concealment of a messy nose, are the major reasons to wear one. Suffering from hayfever myself, and what with the fucking awful pollen they have here, I've been wearing one most days for the past month, at least. Don't need one when it's cold, because all the pollen freezes.

[Anonymous No.]

thanks op, she is hot bitch in porn, i cum so hard while hurtling through space toward a decommissioned space station. slowly, i pull my knees to my chest and close my eyes as my bowels begin to expel hundreds upon hundreds of beautiful, symmetrical turds, brown as the day is long. i laugh like a young girl as my turds drift aimlessly behind me; they are as butterflies to a child frolicking in the fields of elysium.

i approach the station's docking port, flaccid cock in hand, and prepare to float gently into its inviting confines. i extend my cockless arm jubilantly, as to celebrate the majesty and depth of space, and thank jesus christ for this ultimate gift and blessing. but suddenly, my outstretched arm collides with the outer rim of the docking port, and the trajectory of my quaggy body is violently halted.

the fates afford me barely enough time to turn my head before the turds arrive. one thousand turds, each one seemingly larger than the last. i try in vain to cleanse my eyes of the shitsting, but succeed only in smearing my own fecal matter into a fine asspaste, which slowly seeps into my eyes and nasal cavity. i inhale three hundred and twenty four Space Turds; my lungs are permeated completely with my own shit. i hang lax, spirit broken, defeated by poop. i will never be the same. i am forever a shit faggot.

[Anonymous No.]

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The countless years, the endless hours, all of it has gone into mastering this technique. It's so mindlessly simple I hate myself for not finding it sooner.

What you need:
-Laptop with mouse
-Bed and pillows
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First, lay down on your back and become as comfortable as possible. Take a long pillow and lay it next to you lengthwise and set the laptop on it so it's about a foot from your face and at a 45 degree angle. Take your right arm and put it under the pillow with the mouse. You should be flat on your back, pillow under head and your head should be tilted slightly right to the laptop monitor.

Next, start looking at whatever you want. Your right arm with the mouse should be at an angle you are comfortable with. About 5 minuets into a solid erection slowly start to vibrate your hips.

That's it. Shortly after you start to vibrate you will notice slight twitches and pre-cum flowing out uncontrollably. Soon enough you will be breathing hard and your body will start to vibrate harder and harder on it's own until you climax.

It takes practice, but the result is always one of those 30 second long pulsating super loads.

Tips for beginners:
-Be as calm as possible. The room must be quiet and you MUST be able to concentrate.
-Try moving your legs. Start with them straight and after a bit bring the bottom of your feet together.
-If you absolutely cannot do this at first, gently rub the underside of your penis with one finger for 5 seconds every 60 seconds. This will accelerate the possess.

I share this information for one reason, so it can be used. There are some things mankind should know.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110422
Here for a year, still with my first host-family - and because the mother of my second host-family is ill, I'm here for an extra week. I've met the other families, but don't really know them, except for one of the host-sisters, who's in my grade at school. Funny girl. Anyway, the current family... The father is a cool guy. Pretty laid-back, travelled to Australia in his youth, speaks English (cautiously), has a sense of humour. The mother likes to nag, and acts like a kid, but she's rather kind to me, so I shouldn't complain. There's a grandmother, too. Gives me bread and snacks, and feeds me just for fun. Hard to understand her because she's and old person from the countryside, and therefore speaks something-dialect, and not very clearly, but she's into her eighties and still "genki" (can't think of the English word, but you can see what I mean, I hope). Host sisters... Twins in Kyoto, eldest in Tokyo. Have met the twins. One is pregnant and quite nice. Her husband is a cool guy, too. The other was an exchange student in Australia a few years ago, and moved back home for a while. She usually seems nice, but said some really shitty things to me about having a "bad attitude" because I got annoyed at having to wait five hours for the train without warning, and again because I overslept. But overall, I've enjoyed it. That said, I am not sure this family "suits" me very well - I think the change of families was well timed before it got shifted forward a week.

[Anonymous No.]

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Is it wrong that I found this pasta ridiculously hot?

[Anonymous No.]

The age of majority in Japan is 20. You are 18. You are underaged.

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>>7110420

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Hey OP, looks like you got your very own harem! I'm jelly!

Please don't die of radiation.

[ＹＡＭＡＨＡ ＲＤ４００Ｆ !!nXTTfEUNjOM No.]

wow, this whole board, for the most part, is fucking MAD. so guys, how many of your heads have exploded yet?

OP, good for you, you're doing well. posting here though probably wasn't the best of ideas because there will be lots of jealousy and mad shitfaces that are going to make an attempt at antagonizing you.

if you need to share the experience, you might want to make a blog and post the link here. i'd be interested in reading it.

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>>7110910
But it's really SJIS LOL

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110890
No. What is wrong is that you bumped this shitstain of a thread.

[Anonymous No.]

>>7110942
yea bro they're HELLAMAD from all your EPICBUTTOWNAGE they so jelly it hurts

[Anonymous No.]

I want to bear your baby OP.

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>>7110946
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[Anonymous No.]

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OP's youtube channel

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>>7110890
No. I just finished fapping to it actually.