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Yesterday I talked with my friend on the phone, who talked a lot about her boyfriend. I was amazed to know how similar the experiences we've had are. She says that her boyfriend sometimes becomes bossy and looks down on her. She knows that he's just feeling casual and says a bit harsh things on her. But she feels the real things hidden under these little words. But still, she decides not to dig them too much, to avoid any arguments. Everything would be easier, it's not easy to forget these things though. It sometimes gets even worse by keeping them in her mind, when she finds the same thing again in his behavior later on. The uncomfortableness is piled up in her heart and then EXPLODES at last. This is why she sometimes wonders if she likes him or not, and she even says she wants to break up the relationship. Girls care so much about what someone said or did, but he doesn't even know that he's hurt her with his words. So on his side, it's really surprising and annoying to see how long she stays upset with some tiny things.
I like my boyfriend, and it's not as serious as her case. But I sometimes get very upset with him, too. And I don't know what to do with the feelings. Even if I tell it to him, he wouldn't understand what I mean, and he also becomes like a logical analizer and starts arguing with me like a math competition. So I stopped saying many honest things to him. So now, when I felt something, I just write it in my mobile phone as a text message and save it till next morning. Then cry cry cry, I don't intend to send them to anyone, I rather delete them later. It's very sad that he only likes my bright side. He doesn't like me as I am.
More people are participating Free Hugs Campaign in Japan. As a person who has also tried giving hugs in Japan, I'm happy about it. However, I'm a bit confused to see their philosophy and attitude... Maybe it's because Free Hugs Campaign has been adapted to Japanese culture. Yes, many people say it. But I don't think so. Something's wrong. It really sucks when it's becoming like a religious organization or a group of "kind" people. I've already had some arguments with middle aged men about why we give free hugs. They don't understand anything but they think they're wiser than a young girl like me. They should stop collecting people if they are doing what's right, don't you think so? How come they make communities and organize everything? When I started it, I was the one who did it alone with the strong will. I'm not a "kind" person but I just wanted to show everybody what it's like to be open minded and share love. It was far more agressive than what the free huggers are doing now.
I've just had breakfast. (It's 4:50am.) I was at an English pub with my friend. We kept talking high and had so much sake. Then I came home and was taken care of by somebody on the other side. Thank you very much. Then I took a shower and ate tons of rice to forget everything that has been happening to me in the last few weeks.
Lots of people have been stabbed in the last few days in Japan.
The criminals are not Samurais but they stabbed people with kitchen knives.
A father had a serious trouble at work and he stabbed his family.
His old parents, his wife and 2 sons were killed. Only his 12-year-old daughter survived.
When I hear this, I can't think it's just a story happened very far away.
I think about my father. He may do the same thing someday.
But I can't do anything because I can't tell if he really does it or not. Nobody knows...
The percentage is like... I say... 30%. He's the scariest person ever.
No men are as scary as my father. That's why I can hang out with ANY men and stay with ANY men.
I love my mother, but I often imagine her attacked by my father.
The real scene of my father kicking my mothers stomach
pulling her ear, and punching her face with a fist is still burnt in my memory.
Childfood memory is seriously strong.
I don't want to think about this... But what if my father grabs a knife from kitchen and kills her?
The stabbing news scares me...
It's silly to say this to native English speakers, but I love my job.
My students bring many questions to my lessons,
and they particularly wanna know "how" each expressions are constructed.
Like today, one of my students wanted to know more about "enough to" and "too to" grammar.
The girl was smart enough to answer the question.
= The girl was so smart that she could answer the question.
The girl was too smart to answer the question. (X)
=The girl was so smart that she couldn't answer the question. (X)
For you, understanding the logic of these sentences isn't a problem at all.
But for Japanese students, the 1st line and the 3rd are not very different.
And what's more, in recent Japanese language, "too" just means "very",
which makes it even worse. So I had to start with the meaning of "too".
then "to". Explaining what "to" means made me so high...
It's the most exciting thing to do on Earth. I want to talk about "to" for 25 hours a day.
But nobody else wants to do it. If you want to do it, contact me.
My e-mail address is yuka-bowbowbow@softbank.ne.jp
Heeeey I'm going to Onsen with my friend! We haven't seen each other since October, but this time finally decided to meet up next week to enjoy Onsen together under cherry blossoms!! =)
"It's all for today! =)"
My student puts everything into his bag, and goes home.
"See you next week!"
He turns away and hurries to the elevator in front of the school.
Then I'm back to the reality.
I wonder how I can teach these difficult things to my students during lessons.
My brain must be highly heated then!! ><
Like, today I explained the difference between "made from" and "made of".
The student said "This desk is made from wood."
So I explained WHY it should have been made "of" instead of "from".
I looooved myself doing it. :D :D :D
OF makes me feel so cool and romantic. of of of of of
Whatever I say, work is over today. I'm back to the reality. It sucks.
I don't show this to my students, but actually I'm full of worries.
The trains came every 7 minutes. At 8am, 8:07, 8:14, 8:21 and so on.
People moved into the small box patiently, stood still in the package,
and then came out of it like vomit.
Nobody talked. Only the automatic announcement was clear and accurate.
It was very important for the train to suck the crowd from the platform every 7 minutes,
It was just like many other days in the very peaceful , organized society.
A man intentionally jumped into the railway 7 minutes after the last train left.
You know what happened, so I won't say.
Don't worry. It happens very often anyways. So people were VERY used to it.
"The next train will be canceled. " The station crew told the crowd.
The crowd ran out of the station and hurried themselves into substitutional buses as soon as possible.
They thought about their boss at work. They couldn't be late! Footsteps echoed.
30 trains were canceled after that. So everyone took the bus or other train lines if possible.
It was actually refreshing for them to travel differently. So they enjoyed it.
At night, they wrote about it on mixi.
"I don't understand why he did it when everyone was in hurry!"
"Hey I couldn't catch the 8:42 train this morning! It was such a desastar!"
"He must be in hell now for doing such an annoying thing."
All the blogs were complaints.
I checked them all. Desparately!!! Hoping that somebody said something more humane.
But, 65 of 70 were just like this. ><
The 5 were very Japanesy and girly, and didn't have any opinions.
They just said "there was an accident, and... and I had a cute cake after that."
Haven't they forgotten something more important?
WHY DO THEY NOT CARE ABOUT THE GUY WHO JUMPED IN THERE??????
THIS IS WHY I HATE JAPAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
so you can't read them anymore!
Instead I updated my profile. Check it out.
1000 years had passed since then. It was a very peaceful night in spring.
The white cherry blossoms reflected the moon light. So it was actually very bright.
Many people were born, many people died. It was just a repetition of tiny lives.
But there was only one guy who hadn't died. His name was Toranosuke.
When he was young, he suffered from cancer. He was almost dead on his bed when he was 8.
His mother was desparate, and she got a forbidden medicine that let people live forever.
At first she hesitated using it, but she couldn't just see him falling into eternal sleep.
So she, forcefully, pushed the medicine into his mouth just before he died.
That's what she did, with all her love.
And that's why Toranosuke was still alive 1000years later.
No wonder nobody else could take the medicine.
So many people were born like bubbles, and died soon after that. At least they chose it.
Everything seemed boring to Toranosuke. Everything on daily papers sounded fake.
He made some friends, but they died very quickly. Toranosuke was alone after all.
People asked him about history, but Toranosuke was not interested in it at all.
He thought he'd rather make a speech to let everyone know the only thing in his mind.
He went to a big park to make the speech. Many curious people gathered around him.
So, Toranosuke started his speech.
"When I was small, my stomach always ached. The doctor said it was cancer.
I couldn't believe it at first. My future turned into darkness. I was told to die in 3 months.
Of course I didn't want to die at all. I hadn't lived enough yet. And, I had a dream.
My dream was to be a taxi driver, because they drove me to the hospital when my stomach ached badly.
The taxi drivers were very friendly and they helped me lots. They found the nearest hospital for me.
They knew everything about the streets in the town, so they took the fastest way.
I wanted to be like them... it was my dream.
On the way I was taken to the hospital, I told the driver about it.
The taxi driver showed his biggest sympathy when he heard I was going to die.
The driver cried. I didn't know what to say.
He drove me to the hopital all the time. But he didn't have to do it anymore.
I got off from the taxi at the hospital. We said bye, the eternal good bye.
But, when I knew that I was going to live forever, I looked down on everything in the world.
Only I was going to live forever. Everything else was crap.
I thought everything was a pity, even the taxi drivers.
I kicked many taxies. And I raised my hand when I didn't need them.
Because I raised my hand suddenly, they stopped suddenly, and were bumped into by the car behind.
I enjoyed it.
100 years passed after that. The taxi drivers all became old and dead.
And, you know, no taxi was needed anymore because of the new invension, "warp box".
You come in the box and think where you wanna go, then it takes you there.
So they didn't have to think which way to take anymore. And they didn't have to drive anybody.
Maybe you don't understand this, but I missed taxies.
I was too late to thank them. Nobody could hear me when I realized.
They saved my life and hurried to the hospital. How kind they were!
They were normal people who aren't remembered by anyone. They died, of course.
Their names are not in your history textbooks. But I still, clearly remember them.
They kindly said to me.
"Don't worry, you'll feel better soon. I'll drive you to a good doctor. I know which street to take."
There's nothing else I wanna tell you about the history of this planet."
It's my pleasure to talk to you today.
I'm Pilipili, from a rather close planet, Kpruxum.
I named myself to meet Earthlings!! hehehihihahahohohoooo
My English is not natural, but forgive me. I hope it's understandable though.
Because I read on the newspaper the other day that you Earthlings are eager to be like us,
and offered me an opportunity to talk about ourselves,
I happily took a bus to here, Kyoto, Japan, Earth, Solar System, Galaxy #2231984, Talaxy #2876508, Balaxy #9863479.
My first impression was, how tiny this planet is! My planet is 2569 times bigger than yours.
Well, I was almost going to take a wrong bus which was going to the planet of idiots.
hehehihihhahahohohooo
I wouldn't give any of my intelligent speeches for them.
They wouldn't understand how good we are. Their religion is something like "BE ONLY 1"
hehehihihahahohohoooo. pepepopupiiiipepo
They're so funny! hehehihihahahaohohooooooo!!!
Anyway, let me tell you about my planet. Especially about something I'm proud of.
Thinking about it I'm so happy. hehehihihahahoohohohoooo.
We changed our society to make a peaceful place. We were not like who we are now.
mmm... I don't even know how to discribe it to you. You've never seen our planet.
gegegeeeggogooobaaah.
Everyone gets along with the one-third of others. There are only 4 types of Kpruxumians.
Kawaii, Kishoi, Kakkoii and Kuuki Yomenai.
When they introduce themselves, they firstly say their mobile phone number, because they don't have names.
Numbers are more useful because it's confusing when two Kawaiis have a common name.
So, like "Hello, I'm 09091125563. And I'm KY." It's me. hahahahohohohihihihehehehahuuuuu.
Usually, Kawaiis hang out with Kawaiis, Kishois hang out with Kishois.
Kakkoiis hang out with Kakkoiis, and Kuuki Yomenai is always alone.
In the language for Earthlings, Kawaiis are cuties,
Kishois are geegs. Kakkoii means cool, and others are Kuuki Yomenai (KY).
Kawaiis have ribbons on their head.
Kishois are chubby and they carry comics and video games with them all the time.
Kakkoiis are busy moving their tongue. I'll talk about it later.
Kawaiis don't care about other groups of Kpruxumians. Neither do others.
Once they belong to Kawaii, Kakkoii or Kishoi, then they can't even see other groups.
So you may think they're ignoring each other. But they're innocent. They simply can't see.
Only KYs can see everyone else. So they think they're ignored by others.
Somehow, KYs don't give up. They open their arms on the street to catch others.
Of course, others all ignore them, because they can't see KYs!!
Don't blame them. Usually, KYs quit being KY because of their loneliness.
It's a very hard time for them, but after that happy life is waiting.
Sometimes, you can find sweetest relationships between Kpruxumians.
Only between those who belong to the same group.
It happens when they're enjoying films. They lick each other saying "wawawawaaaaawawawaaaa".
Kawaiis are good at it. They make very soft, comfortable noise, like "wawawaaaa".
It doesn't mean anything. But it's okay because Kpruxumians don't talk about anything anyways.
They just make noise. How sharply they exhale is the only thing that matters. It's called "logic".
Kakoiis are good at it.
They're very busy practicing how to make sharp noise.
Like, when somebody says "aiueokakikukeko!!" then you compete like "sashisusesotachitsuteto!!"
Those who are faster and more accurate are winners.
Even if you're not good at moving your tongue, it's okay.
They have another mouth on their lower body and have fun with it. It pays well too.
When they want a better job than the lower mouth,
they visit a company and say "I'm 9786368. I belong to Kakkoii, and hepafalogatarachutso!"
Then you'll probably win. Easy, huh? hahahihihohohhehehepooooo.
So our life is very simple. I don't understand why Earthlings look so difficult.
You should be as simple as us. But I'm sure the time will come soon. So don't worry.
Anyway I'm tired. Earth is so hard to breathe in.... Too many people are in a too small place.
I'll take a bus to go home. Bye.
I don't know what's so good about me.
I'm lazy, selfish, opinionated, emotional, timid and stupid.
Everyone has dark sides, so don't laugh at me, huh?
My good points?? What are they? >< Oy Vey I don't know.
I say, my weak points create my best charactor.
My shadow motivates me. That's how it works.
But I don't think they would understand it.
They don't have any sense in psychology.
I don't like to be misunderstood. I'd rather shut up then.
Maybe I will simply say "I'm energetic." like a one-celled brain.
It was at Demachiyanagi station around 19:45.
I was running at the highest speed to change trains.
Suddenly, I heard a heavy tragic sound.
My legs stopped still, forgot everything about the next train.
because there was a shocking sight right in front of me.
A man fell on the escalator. He hit the back of his head.
It was such a heavy blow that he was bleeding from the head.
His eyes closed, didn't move, unconscious.
Everyone was surprised, but nobody knew what to do.
Because it was at the escalator, some people tried moving him.
I said "NO, DON'T MOVE HIM."
I was in a panic too. I took my mobile phone and pushed 119 asap.
"Hello? I'm at Demachiyanagi Station.
There's a man who fell on the escalator and hit the back of his head.
He's unconsious, his head is bleeding."
"OK, how old is he?"
"Around 65"
"Is he breathing?"
I put my hand at his nose and mouth.
I felt a very week air coming out. He was breathing.
"OK, we'll go there right away, so when you hear the silen,
indicate us to where he is."
"I will."
I told some people around to watch and take care of him,
and I went out of the station to find the ambulance.
It was 10 minutes later when he ambulance came.
How late! I waved my arms and lead the car to the closest place.
They ran to him.
There was nothing more I could do.
That 10 minutes was very long for me too.
All we could do was just wish it hadn't happened.
How can this little accident, like falling,
change a man's fate completely?
What if a life fades out like that?
What has he seen in the last 60 years? And what does it mean?
Don't close your eyes, don't be quiet. Tell me you're not going to.
I felt you breathe. You are trying to live now.
Please don't let your life end with such a small thing!!
YOUR LIFE IS WORTH MORE THAN THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The heavy sound when he bumped his head still echoes in my ears.
I hope he will be all right.
in my quiet room.
"Y..ka... whe..e ...re ...ou?"
I looked around.
Huu was staring at the key chain
which we bought together in our happy days.
"I'm here. I received your message."
Can you hear me?
There are too many liers in this world, including myself.
Once upon a time, there was a man called Peter.
He loved beef more than anything.
His friend Annie said "I'll give some melting Kobe Beef to you in a few month".
Hearing this, he decided not to have any beef until then
to make her heartwarming gift even more precious.
So he only had pork and chicken instead.
Then his friend Tom came. He saw Peter not eating beef.
Tom knew that Peter loved beef a lot.
He wondered why he was not having it.
Maybe Peter can't afford it?
He seemed like saving money recently.
Yes, Peter was working hard for something.
Tom really really wanted to help Peter by offering beef.
So Tom asked Peter out to a beef restaurant.
But Peter said "No, thank you. I'm saving my tongue."
Tom didn't understand. Peter felt bad too.
Peter was working hard to save money to buy a gift for Annie.
Even though he was poor, he tried hard.
He worked everyday and prepared for the day Annie would finally send the beef.
But Annie forgot what she told Peter.
And when she remembered it, it was already a year later.
She thought "Ah, I made a promise. But I forgot. It's ok. Let's forget it."
"Maybe Kobe Beef is not so good. There are tons of better things in the world."
"How Peter loves Beef is crazy."
"How nice of me saying such a kind thing as sending a gift!"
Peter was waiting, but he hadn't heard from Annie for such a long time.
He knew that she'd forgotten it. But it was strange to ask her about it.
In his hand was a very small diamond for her.
He didn't know why his heart felt pain for that.
He thought he was such an idiot. He thought Tom would think so too.
In summer time, children catch insects in a box and think "I'll take care of them!"
Then they forget. Insects decay in the small box and they smell bad at last.
Peter felt like he was the insect in the box.
Today I walked around Kyoto with my German friend and his girlfriend.
They arrived in Japan last week and they're gonna be here till 22nd.
It was very warm and sunny today so I thought it was perfect for sightseeing,
Except for the fact that the yellow dust from Chinese desert floated in air all around.
It wasn't as bad as you just imagined now, but actually we couldn't see far away because of it.
Monsoon blows towards the East in Spring, so it can't be helped. I'd rather take it as a happy sign of coming spring.
Anyway, we met at Sanjo at 2pm and visited Heian-Jingu (the big shrine), Philosopher's Path, Ginkakuji and my university.
Even though the cherry blossoms were still just brown branches, we found some pretty plum trees with full bloom.
Some white, some pink, which were also reffered as the most important season-telling flowers in Japanese culture.
Until 9th Century, when somebody said "flower", it usually meant plum blossoms.
They're also the symbol of Japanese spring, especially because it's not as fully decorative as cherries.
But the German friends are a little disappointed because they're leaving here before all these cherry blossoms were going to bloom.
Yeah... I would be sad if I were them. I'll show them pictures of them instead.
Anyway we walked for such a long distance today visiting temples and shrines.
Our legs soured much when we finally had some rest at a cafe in my university.
We had some orange juice, which was very healthy.
At 6pm, we promised to meet again an hour later or so for dinner, and said bye for a while.
I had some small things to do, so I ran to Shijo, finished my job, then ran into a pharmasist.
I didn't tell them, but I was sick and had a fever actually. So I took 3 medicines.
I felt very tired and dizzy, I had headache too. But I couldn't miss the important time to spend with German VIP.
There were many kinds of medicines, but I took the most expensive expecting that it would work.
Then we went to Okonomiyaki. At that place we made it ourselves at the table.
His girlfriend was shy before, but she started talking more and more, so I was happy.
She told me about the education problems with the immigrants in Germany.
The Okonomiyaki was really good, but somehow I seemed to be dragging them to cultural difficulities.
The restaurant was totally Japanese style with Tatamies and chopsticks... I'm sorry.
After that we were still hungry so we had some Yakitori again. Then said bye.
Thanks to the medicine and alchohole, I'm feeling better now.
But I can't rest much. Tomorrow is Tokyo. Bah...
- Location:Kyoto, Japan
Let me introduce myself starting this new blog. I'm Yuka, a 22 - year - old Japanese girl.
I was very happy today because it was very warm in the day time. About 18 degrees centigrade!
Spring has come to Japan, and my thick coats are going to go back to my closet.
Yay! As the tempreture goes higher, everything becomes prettier and happier towards spring.
Like I found a yellow butterfly in the afternoon near my college. How lovely! I said Hi to her.
Cherry blossoms are going to bloom at the end of this month. ♫ +* + . *♪ ♫
In this blog, I'm only going to write about happy things that happened to me.
Hopefully I can share you my everyday life in Japan. (o＾＾)∞(^^o)
- Location:Kyoto, Japan
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