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Hello.
It's been a while since I was last here. I had meant to write long, meaningful entries about Japan after getting back and I wish I could say I got busy, but the truth is I just got lazy. So, here are the highlights in dot points:
x. KK concert was amazing. Truly spectacular. It was everything I'd imagined it would be. Words cannot describe the myriad of emotions I experienced standing in that dome. Miss M, thank you so much for the ticket.
x. Stood in line, in the freezing cold, for three hours to purchase KK concert goods. If that's not blind dedication and sheer stupidity, I don't know what is.
x. Experienced a great act of random kindness. A lady behind us in the queue saw that we were shivering and pulled two heat packs out of her bag and gave them to us.
x. NEWS concert was also surprisingly enjoyable. I have never seen so many penlights being waved in perfect sync or the number of uchiwas being held by EACH GIRL! Wanted to get the concert shopping bag as memorabilia but the queue was huge and I was not prepared to stand in line for God knows how many hours again.
x. Being accosted by a weird man outside Shinjuku Station, on the other hand, was much less enjoyable, but an experience all the same.
x. Met some of Yvonne's friends who were also on exchange. They were so cool. So much cooler than me.
x. Seeing Emilie again and being treated to my first darts bar experience. Emilie was awesome, I was hopeless. And thank you very much for the drinks, sweetie! The next time will be on me.
x. Left Sydney with 16kg in my suitcase and came back with 28. Hullo? How did that happen? I had to sit on my suitcase to zip it close.
x. Japanese clubbing - quite possibly the weirdest clubbing scene ever.
x. All you can drink karaoke is not good for the body or soul.
Many fond memories and surely some fond forgettances too.
I was cleaning out my room yesterday, throwing away all my commerce notes and putting all my law ones into storage, when I found the stack of birthday and Christmas cards I'd been collecting since Year 7. Felt a slight pang of nostalgia reading through them; remembering the different nicknames different people had for me and the things I used to be notorious for. High school was all I knew for 6 years; I lived and breathed it. Hard to believe how quickly and easily I was able to leave it all behind once I started university. I may not have many good memories of high school, but I really did meet a lot of amazing people during those years. And some great friends that I know I will have for life. I ended up throwing all those cards away, but I don't need them to remind me who is important to me. (Lara, I kept your Aiba Christmas card though!)
I also threw away a lot of other things - the paper cranes I made in Year 8 after hearing Sadako's story, the cutesy Korean diaries and diary refills that I hoarded as a stupid 13/14 year old because they were THE craze then, my CD discman that hasn't worked in years... an uncluttered room is an uncluttered mind!
At least I hope it helps.
x. KK concert was amazing. Truly spectacular. It was everything I'd imagined it would be. Words cannot describe the myriad of emotions I experienced standing in that dome. Miss M, thank you so much for the ticket.
x. Stood in line, in the freezing cold, for three hours to purchase KK concert goods. If that's not blind dedication and sheer stupidity, I don't know what is.
x. Experienced a great act of random kindness. A lady behind us in the queue saw that we were shivering and pulled two heat packs out of her bag and gave them to us.
x. NEWS concert was also surprisingly enjoyable. I have never seen so many penlights being waved in perfect sync or the number of uchiwas being held by EACH GIRL! Wanted to get the concert shopping bag as memorabilia but the queue was huge and I was not prepared to stand in line for God knows how many hours again.
x. Being accosted by a weird man outside Shinjuku Station, on the other hand, was much less enjoyable, but an experience all the same.
x. Met some of Yvonne's friends who were also on exchange. They were so cool. So much cooler than me.
x. Seeing Emilie again and being treated to my first darts bar experience. Emilie was awesome, I was hopeless. And thank you very much for the drinks, sweetie! The next time will be on me.
x. Left Sydney with 16kg in my suitcase and came back with 28. Hullo? How did that happen? I had to sit on my suitcase to zip it close.
x. Japanese clubbing - quite possibly the weirdest clubbing scene ever.
x. All you can drink karaoke is not good for the body or soul.
Many fond memories and surely some fond forgettances too.
I was cleaning out my room yesterday, throwing away all my commerce notes and putting all my law ones into storage, when I found the stack of birthday and Christmas cards I'd been collecting since Year 7. Felt a slight pang of nostalgia reading through them; remembering the different nicknames different people had for me and the things I used to be notorious for. High school was all I knew for 6 years; I lived and breathed it. Hard to believe how quickly and easily I was able to leave it all behind once I started university. I may not have many good memories of high school, but I really did meet a lot of amazing people during those years. And some great friends that I know I will have for life. I ended up throwing all those cards away, but I don't need them to remind me who is important to me. (Lara, I kept your Aiba Christmas card though!)
I also threw away a lot of other things - the paper cranes I made in Year 8 after hearing Sadako's story, the cutesy Korean diaries and diary refills that I hoarded as a stupid 13/14 year old because they were THE craze then, my CD discman that hasn't worked in years... an uncluttered room is an uncluttered mind!
At least I hope it helps.