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Wednesday, 24 October 2007

Sunday, 30 September 2007

  • Nothing feels like home.

    You can have your fun, run off to Japan for a year, travel to Thailand and see all the wonderful beaches, meet the most interesting people, but nothing feels like home.

    Nothing feels like the hug you get when you've had a not-so-great day; nothing feels like the warmth that fills your heart when your dog waits by the door to welcome you home; nothing feels like control you have when you know everything and everyone around you.

    I've been busy piecing my life back together, getting sick and building my immune system.

    Rock on.

Monday, 30 July 2007

Sunday, 29 July 2007

  • Sleepless nights

    The hot weather makes it difficult to sleep, but add a sleepless night clubbing until the first train, kitty-sitting, being shook awake by a tiny earthquake and then a thunderstorm that shakes your home in the middle of the night, I'm surprised I was even able to wake up this morning for work.

    The thunderstorm really shook me. I've never heard anything like it. It sounded like gun shots, or a massive explosion. I had no idea what was making that sound at 4 a.m. last night, and I was honestly scared out of my wits. After the tiny earthquake that shook me at 1 a.m., this second time that I was woken up made me think, that this scary noise could be the end of my world. My imagination ran wild from not being able to sleep for a while, and then the unfamiliar sounds. I got out of my bed, walked to the window and saw that it was raining, and it was only after scanning the view from my balcony that I decided it was only thunder (and confirmed when I saw lighting and another expolsive sound from above me).

    It's unbelievable to me that even after a year, right when I thought I've seen it all and gone through my share of shock, I'm jolted again.

Tuesday, 24 July 2007

  • Two weeks...

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    ...until I return to Canada.

    When anything annoys me, I remind myself that I will be leaving this country forever in two weeks. I won't have to hear teachers slurping up their noodles during lunch, while looking over at me and saying, "Oh, you use chopsticks well." I won't have to take Japanese lessons anymore. I won't have to sit in an office that has airconditioning, but refuses to use it because it's expensive. I won't have to be mistaken for a handicapped Japanese girl. I won't have to bike 25 minutes to the train station and take another half hour train to reach a "city".

    But I also won't have adorable students screaming my name in the grocery store, in the streets, and at school. I won't have a sweet old lunch lady, giving me Japanese snacks. I won't have a school nurse, who gives me fruits from her garden, or who will bandage up my foot when I've busted it and don't want to go to the doctors. I won't have a cute little apartment where I can do as I choose, make cute little dinners, and watch cute little Japanese dramas.

    The later, makes me a little sad.

    I've learned a lot in the last year, about myself, about a different culture, and about Japan. But I can't wait to embark on a new adventure in Vancouver for a week, and finally, to Mississauga/Toronto.

    See you soon.<3

     

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