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Friday, June 29, 2007
Japan (Part 3)


Haven't been updating because Blogspot was lagging and my Photoshop was bitching for the past few days. Lots of things have been happening. Fun fun fun. But the fun isn't over yet, and as always, it's calm before the storm. Gotta be on my haunches. The friends I though were great are starting to show their flaws, and the ones I've overlooked turned out to be the most fun I've ever had with. The friends we've made in Japan turned out to be some of the best I've ever met. We all have to meet up OKAY?! I want that dancing Japanese man!! xD

New doramas, old doramas. Yay?
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Ok, what am I crapping? Let's get on to JAPAN PART 3!


The morning started like any other, I woke up to a half empty house (lol, I remembered this morning the most cause I thought everyone had left including okaasan but turned out she went to the garden) and nearly freaked out. You would okay, if you were alone in a foreign country with less than average language skills and no telephone line.

Had breakfast which consisted of blueberry toast, yoghurt and salad. The Japanese are damn healthy man, they have veggies with every single damn meal and they WALK to school/work. In Malaysia we have fried everything for breakfast and expect our parents to drive us to school.

Anyway, I was supposed to go to my host sister Hitomi's Junior High School (whose name I have forgotten) at 11.



First impression:
Wow, their school is so big and clean!!

Opening entrance.




First thing I did there was greet the school principal. He could speak next to no English and I could speak next to no Japanese outside JE/Kamenashi Kazuya terms so we resorted to hand gestures and our own language phrasebooks. Then he took me to his office to register me as a full-fledged Japanese student! to serve me tea. I ended up blabbing to him about myself and why I came to Japan in broken Japanese/Engrish.

Then he took me on a tour around the school. First stop, the teacher's lounge! (sorry no pics). BUT DAYEM, IT REALLY LOOKS LIKE WHAT THEY PORTRAY IT LIKE IN DRAMAS!! WITH THE COMPUTERS/COUCHES/COFFEE MACHINES EVERYTHING!!! I met their English teacher who turned out to be a young (quite) hot Japanese dude. He had an American accent and everything cause apparently he studied in the US. We had a nice conversation.

Then I met the Chinese teacher cause I told them I could speak Mandarin. AHAHAH BIG MISTAKE. My first words were "Nihao, wo se Yang Hui Wei. Wo de hua yi pu hao! Wo ke yi zhiang i dian dian!" Hey whatever, they were so impressed and said that my Mandarin was pretty good. I blushed and we moved on.


15 year old's. This is the Japanese equivalent to a Form 3 class. They're the senpai's of the school. Wow, that would make me SUPER SENPAI for the day. OHOHOHOHOHO.

The Junior High School majored mostly in art and damn, their art room is so impressive. This is just a glance of what the students have made:

Then he took me to their school sports complex (I know right? A SPORTS COMPLEX!!) Some 14-year-old boys were playing basketball there and I felt like such a perve, standing there watching them. Gawd, I'm a paedophile at 16. JESUS. The girls were playing volleyball. The principal asked me what sport I played in school and I didn't have the heart to tell him that I hated sports and avoided it at all costs back in Malaysia. The Japs are very big about sports and health. So I told him Ping Pong and Netball and left it at that.


Second impression:
OMG THE BELL IS REAL!!!!!

Those of you who are familiar with Japanese school-centric anime/dramas, you know the "DONG DONG DONG DONG!" bell you hear in the drama? WOW OMG IT'S REAL! I was like so EXCITED WHEN I HEARD IT WEIHH. LIKE DAMN EXCITED MACAM TAK BOLEH TAHAN. At that moment Nobuta and Ranma kinda flashed in my mind and I couldn't help but do "Nobuta power, CHUI-NYUU!" by the stariwells. (Of course when no one was looking xD)

And then I had to sit in Hitomi's class.

The girl with the ponytail in the pic below is my host sister. Even the teacher is posing for me sub-conciously.

Aha, I wrote "I don't know" at the bottom of this page. Don't pray-pray okay, their teacher was damn impressed even though I didn't know what I was writing about in the first place. I think he was teaching Science. This lasted for about an hour.


They have hooks for them to hang their pencilboxes/bags/bento. How innovative.

One thing I don't get, why do they all seem to carry the same schoolbags? Elementary schools have a red equivalent of this atrocity. The high school students carry the Nobuta bags Kame and Yamapi carry around. <33>
Then it was lunchtime! If you don't know, Japanese schools have no canteen. They eat in their class. And the students serve themselves.


In the pic below, you see that little boy to the left reading a book? The one with his head bent down? You see him? See him? HE'S DAMN HOT OKAY. I did not expect to see 12-year-old hotties (okay I totally did) but wow, he blew me away. During the whole time I sat in their class I couldn't help but stare at him the whole time. I never did find out his name though.

You see the fat kid there to the right? This one kept talking to me throughout lunch. He repeated "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you!" to me x2124865451321 times. If it weren't for the fact he was Japanese, I would have gotten really annoyed at him cause
A) He's fat. Fat people in general I don't talk to
B) He repeated his questions so many time any sane person would hit him
C) He prevented the hottie from talking to me.


Lunch! Quite delicious. Fried rice, soup, peanut tasting veg, a banana and a pint of milk.

Not many people talked to me during lunch given the fact that:
A) I was gaijin (foreigner)
B) I couldn't speak much Japanese.


The 12-year-old hottie. YOU SEE HIM?? THIS PIC DOES NOT DO HIM JUSTICE. AND HE'S SO KIND TOO. WHEN THIS GIRL DROPPED HER PENCILBOX, HE ACTUALLY SCRAMBLED OVER TO HELP HER. SUCH A LITTLE ROMEO, I'M IN AWE.

Then at 1, promptly after lunch, my okaasan came to take me home. I was sad to leave cause I didn't have time to take a class picture or participate in their English class! NOOOOOOOO. To make me feel better, she took me to a magazine/DVD shop. xD

The damage. (Note: I bought more magazines than this. These are just the few I bothered to show my okaasan)
Popolo, Myojo, Potato, duet. Not shown: Wink up, ViVi, mini, Zipper, Cutie, FRUiTS. I then spent my afternoon flipping through my magazines with her and gushing over Kazuya. I made the mistake of going, "Kazuyaaaaa my darling!" halfway through which she found HIGHLY amusing. She couldn't stop laughing. Later that night I heard her talking to Vivian's host mum about me going, "KAZUYAAAAA MY DARLING!" >.<>


PICTURES OF THE HOUSE:

Typical Japanese bathroom. Consists of a ofuro(bathtub I think) and shower and really low floor that you have to sit down on a stool while bathing. I being jakun did not know this so I ended up squatting while bathing. It was until later that day after watching a dorama, I found out you had to sit on that stool while bathing. I used the stool to put my toiletries on. -_-

Dining table I did not eat on.

Multi purpose table. I ate here, watched TV here, the kids did their homework here. Basically I spent majority of my time in Japan by this table. I did not even sit on that couch ONCE. NOT ONCE. I sat on the floor THE WHOLE TIME. Alethea tells me because of this, that sex with me will be really good cause I've practised the art of sitting the Japanese way which stimulates good sex or good penetration or something. I don't know I wasn't listening cause at the time she informed me this we were passing a magazine shop selling magazines with Kazuya's face on it.

Toilets are a different room from the bathroom. I was so looking forward to this okay? Electronic toilets!! I didn't dare wash my butt with it though, lest I spoil the whole thing.

The kitchen. Really tiny, really messy.

Yamapi on TV. Idk what drama. I watched it anyway.

Sadly I did not get any pics of the house I satyed in!! I know right, 700+ PICS AND YOU DON'T HAVE A PIC OF THE HOUSE BUT THE NEIGHBOUR'S INSTEAD? WHAT LAH YOU NICOLE. STUPID SHIT DON'T KNOW HOW TO SEIZE OPPORTUNITY. Aiyah, whatever lah.


Stuff I bought:


END OF DAY 3.

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