Saturday 24 April 2010

My Size 7 Feet

It`s been about 3 weeks since I`ve landed in Japan. Life is great, I guess. I (kind of) understand my classes, classmates are friendly(the good friendly, not the creepy stalker kind) and I bicycle to the local supermarket every 2/3 days.

In Malaysia :
1. Drive to everywhere. Even to the mamak at the corner of the street.

2. Hungry? McD, bebz!

3. Nice Gucci, where you buy? Pasar malam, of course, sayang.

4. Vincci/ Nose/ Aldo/ etc is having a SALE! I`m there!

5. It`s so cool today, 28`C, was it?

In Japan :
1. You wanna go to the movies? I`m in, just let me get my bike (as in bicycle!) first. We race, okay? *wink*

2. I`m starving! Wait, I still haven`t made lunch yet, CRAP!

3. Love your LV, where did you get it? Shinjuku, darling, only ¥120,000(around RM 4K).
(Pirated goods are a big NO-NO here)

4. Shoe sale? Ermm..you think they`ll have my size? (Most shops only sell up to size 6! Small feet much, people???)

4. Waah, it`s so warm! I can`t believe today`s 15`C. Awshumm!


Get my drift? Yeah, life is changing quite a bit. For the better I think anyway...



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Saturday 3 April 2010

Hyaku Yen Shoppe

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I've been in Japan for exactly 4 days now and truthfully, the only thing that has me weirded out more that the fact the famous 'selipar Jepun' is not sold in Japan(at least not in the stores I've visited) is the fact that I feel...nothing.

Nothing.

Well, obviously not nothing nothing but, you know, I don't feel excited or exuberant or nervous or anything that registers on my emotional scale. I look around and see all these Japanese people around me and all the sign boards filled with kanji and it feels...normal.

That's not right, is it?

Is it?!

It's like my mind was totally prepared to take in all of this and just deal.
Just deal with all of this like it has with everything else in my life.

Oh, the first meal I made by myself for myself was Prawn and Cheese Salad with Strawberry and Yoghurt for dessert. Little effort, huge satisfaction. I'll leave the curry, asam pedas and whatever else for next week.

Not forgetting, after I landed at Narita Airport, I stayed a night in Tokyo, the the next morning, Angele, Jenan, Amira and I took a train together to reach our respective schools.

Me and Angela got off first, since ours was the nearest; Ibaraki.

When we got there, a techer was already waiting for us and then took us to our foster family's home; the Sagawas.

For 3 days, we were fed delicious Japanese dishes by Mrs. Sagawa. Though, it was kind of awkward at first, because we didn't really know what to chat about with them but it soon got better. (Thank God!)

They also took us to a nearby park, the Hitachi Seaside Park to see the flowers that were blooming and to play about in the mini theme park. Seriously, we felt kind of bad cause they were paying for everything (they took us to a buffet that night for dinner, I couldn't really move after that, so full!) and we did have enough cash to pay for everything and more. But they insisted, so...yeah..

So far, I've only contacted my family twice. I sent a text from a friend's phone on the day that we arrived though I'm not sure if it got to Malaysia or not. Then the day after that, I rang up my house but no one picked up so I called my dad and told him basically, that yes, your beloved daughter is still alive and now on my way to my college.

There are a few sakura trees in the college grounds but they haven't fully bloomed yet, so I have that to look forward to.

I pray that all my family members and all my friends, where ever they may be the best.



Signing out,
The Noob from Japan.





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