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Sunday, July 13, 2008
Today I thought I lost my JR Line 1-month pass. Found it inside one of the washing machines upstairs. Sigh of sighs! I could have been spending 440 yen everyday for the rest of this month.
I've been updating my Multiply account (bananaqueue.multiply.com) more, so I suggest you go over there if you have nothing better to do or if you want to see how the Japanese nation has done a fantastic job, feeding me.
I've been updating my Multiply account (bananaqueue.multiply.com) more, so I suggest you go over there if you have nothing better to do or if you want to see how the Japanese nation has done a fantastic job, feeding me.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Had our first Japanese Language class today and it was fine considering that I slept at about 2 a.m. to master as many characters as I could.
Prophesied an afternoon of mild brain death. Then resurrected after my "Japan and the Asia-Pacific in Modern Times" class because I was looking for soy milk in the vending machine, but got a Yakult-like drink instead.
Three things made my day: 1.) Yakult-like drinky-drink, 2.) The bus shaped like a dog (with tongue) filled with smother-worthy school children, and; 2.) an e-mail from Kozo:
Prophesied an afternoon of mild brain death. Then resurrected after my "Japan and the Asia-Pacific in Modern Times" class because I was looking for soy milk in the vending machine, but got a Yakult-like drink instead.
Three things made my day: 1.) Yakult-like drinky-drink, 2.) The bus shaped like a dog (with tongue) filled with smother-worthy school children, and; 2.) an e-mail from Kozo:
Hi, Nikki,Nina!
Are you enjoying Japanese chocolate?
I told Chiroruchoco yesterday.
There were many kind of Chiroruchoco.
http://www.tirol-choco.com/collection.html
But now only 5 different kinds of Chiroruchoco are sold now.
http://www.tirol-choco.com/info.html
According to the HP, Unfortunately, Kinacomochi is not sold now.
But orange chocolate( you can see in this HP )is very nice!
A staff Kono and I recommend it!!
Please try it and enjoy your chocolate life!!
Kozo
ATW staff
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
I just saw someone down a whole packet of nori strips for breakfast, and suddenly I felt a happy kind of joy. Multiply is taking a long-o time to upload and I have nothing better to do, by choice. Or irresponsibility.
It's 9:01 am and not so cold anymore. Last night's walk from Kyushu University to the train station proved to be glacial (both pace and temperature.) Now the sun is out and its loveliness even distracted me from the petri-of-a-platter, moisture-celibate, flavor-challenged chicken that I managed to finish anyway.
I have an hour and forty-five minutes to take a bath, get dressed and recover from last night's Hiragana session with my trusty white board. Yesterday we had our Japanese placement test and the first thing that came to mind when I got my answer sheet was: "Oh shiz, where does my name go." Then the professor got a clue and plucked us from our seats, asked us to go to the lobby and announced, in Kung Fu Panda fashion, that there was indeed a level zero.
It's 9:01 am and not so cold anymore. Last night's walk from Kyushu University to the train station proved to be glacial (both pace and temperature.) Now the sun is out and its loveliness even distracted me from the petri-of-a-platter, moisture-celibate, flavor-challenged chicken that I managed to finish anyway.
I have an hour and forty-five minutes to take a bath, get dressed and recover from last night's Hiragana session with my trusty white board. Yesterday we had our Japanese placement test and the first thing that came to mind when I got my answer sheet was: "Oh shiz, where does my name go." Then the professor got a clue and plucked us from our seats, asked us to go to the lobby and announced, in Kung Fu Panda fashion, that there was indeed a level zero.