those Alba Rosa chics and dudes are something else. i:m so fascinated by them. and the guys... so androgenous! well let me splain. tha AR are the people that are fully decked out in this AR gear, the chics are these scary aZz ko garu (meaning... like... high school girl, or small girl) who have deeply salon tanned faces, dyed blond hair, and heaps and heaps or black eyeliner and white eyemakeup. sometimes they use permanent marker to whoosh on teh makeup cuz it:s cheaper than eyeliner. and they are usually the surfer dudes girlfriends. and apparently they don:t like gaijins, but who really knows. i saw one dude in Harajuku last weekend and he was fully decked out in pink and white attire, with blond azz hair and heaps and heaps and HEAPS (about i:d say around 60) shiny pink and blue and irridescent stickers under his eyes. it:s so interesting and i can:t help but gawk at them. there:s a couple in Iwaki, mostly guys, rocking around town in their AR pants, which are personally quite gaudy, but let:s get serious. if i was to shell out that kinda money, my pants damn well better be stared at!!
last night was wicked fun. we got all blinged up and had a beautiful time at Cafe Del Mar, with the most delicious food i:ve ever eaten... don:t i say that everytime i eat something new?... and drinks all night long. it was great to see everyone, there was about 40 people there, some i hadn:t seen in like 2 months so it was wonderful to catch up... plus this hot japanese dude that i:m currently perving on was there and we chatted tons. AND i made my first joke in Japanese! which i:m rather proud of cuz i:ts fricking hard to be interesting and funny in another language unless you know it really well. speaking of languages there was a funny moment last night in which Kyles and I were speaking French to each other but it turned out to be this fucked up French/Japanese cuz half the words we couldn:t remember in french we:d just blurt out in Japanese... you would think we:d say it in english... nah man, :nese has fully taken over my brain.. dreams and waking reality!
i:m not hungover today really... but really if i am i wouldn:t know it. i woke up about 12 and lay in bed for another 4 hours writing and singing and emailing... i had plans to go running but then everyone kept emailing me and really, i had to respond! then the object of my affection called me and that kinda stuff just makes me all giddy and butterfliyish for hours. i forgot what a wicked feeling it is to be crushing on someone!! the only time i got out of bed was to down some blueberry juice and go pee. and that:s when i discovered in my drunken haze last night i left my front door wide open. i:m such a spazz!! but anyways, yes i spent too much time on my futon, it:s getting really comfy and no longer hurts my back too much. and my winter blanket is like the inside of a polar bear... if the inside of a polar bear was fluffy and soft. somehow i think it:s prolly filled with blood and guts... hmmm... i tihnk it:s quite strange that people wear fur coats and say they are warm. cuz aren:t they just lined and that:s the reason they are warm? how can fur on teh outside make it warm on the inside? are they actually wearing a hide? why do they wanna look like an animal? i didn:t fight all those years of evolution to dress up and regress!!!
yesterday i saw three things that were indeed strange. and then i wonder if they actually exist or if i:m the only one seeing them. and if i didn:t see them, would they exist all the same?
1. during my morning jaunt i saw a man staggering towards me, weaving all along the sidewalks. i smelt burning flesh. i looked closely and in the place of his hands were two massive bandages like fork prongs a la Edward Scissorhands. i was tripping out- twas scary!! Kowai! so i just ran away. i think i was more scared to turn around and not see him then to turn around and see him. sometimes i fear my own mind. which is rediculous. i just really start to wonder how much of this reality solely applies to me. and to you. and to every other single person in this world.
2. a man in scrubs walking down the street after stopping to get a drink at a vendie. nothing strange in that, just a hospital worker. upon closer inspection i see something trailing from his shoe... it:s a rubber band, the kind you use to tie yr arm up for a needle. Grossio!!
3. a cat with no tail and three legs. ehhhhhhhhhhhhhh?? nandalo?!
the more i want to see what i don:t see the more i think i:ll skitz out and end up in a hospital. i still haven:t ridden my fear of that. waking up in a mental hospital and having no one tell me what:s going on and just doping me up and picking my brain and concluding that because i don:t believe what tehy do that i must be sedated and secluded from society lest i plant a seed of change in someone:s mynd. sometimes i sit in my appt living room and just try to make sense of all the things i feel and all the strips of energy i see flying by me. i start to feel like i:m in a swirling vortex of energy and i just WISH that i could see all the things that don:t exist on the physical plane. i wish that i could see all the people i feel in my appt. it feels so busy with energy. sometimes, although i:m 23 and shouldn:t be scared of the dark, sometimes i do sleep with the lights on cuz i can:t handle hearing all the noises and banging around that exist in the dark. there:s something so soothing and comforting about having light.
are we all just lil beams of light floating around trying to find other lil beams of the same point on the spectrum to be with? what:s going to convince me we:re more than stardust in space? i:ve just been wonderign heaps lately about religion and if it has any place in my life, and how i can be spiritual without being religious and how maybe i should concentrate more on cultivating my spirituality. none of this matters. not being in japan (which on a sidenote i just renewed my contract until next March). not buying new clothes. not being with my friends. not teaching. nothing, unless i:m whole inside. i could lead some kinda hollow existence and think i:m doing great things and going on great adventures and think that all of what i:m doing is somehow important but unless i have some kinda of strength and grounding point inside then it:s all irelevant in the grand scheme of things. i know we:re all here for some reason and i:ve just realized that i:m never going to find it one day, and that my whole life will be a process of discovery and at the end i will realize with total clarity that the things i:ve done in my life and the people i:ve been with and whose lives i have impacted, that was the reason for my existence. and i think we:re all here to be here for someone, to change the lives of everyone around us, to say or do that one thing that makes someone consider another option and lead a different path which will in turn change someone else:s path... and that cumulative effort will ultimately result in our reason for being... oh life is a human... chotto muzukashi... (lil bit difficult)
last night was wicked fun. we got all blinged up and had a beautiful time at Cafe Del Mar, with the most delicious food i:ve ever eaten... don:t i say that everytime i eat something new?... and drinks all night long. it was great to see everyone, there was about 40 people there, some i hadn:t seen in like 2 months so it was wonderful to catch up... plus this hot japanese dude that i:m currently perving on was there and we chatted tons. AND i made my first joke in Japanese! which i:m rather proud of cuz i:ts fricking hard to be interesting and funny in another language unless you know it really well. speaking of languages there was a funny moment last night in which Kyles and I were speaking French to each other but it turned out to be this fucked up French/Japanese cuz half the words we couldn:t remember in french we:d just blurt out in Japanese... you would think we:d say it in english... nah man, :nese has fully taken over my brain.. dreams and waking reality!
i:m not hungover today really... but really if i am i wouldn:t know it. i woke up about 12 and lay in bed for another 4 hours writing and singing and emailing... i had plans to go running but then everyone kept emailing me and really, i had to respond! then the object of my affection called me and that kinda stuff just makes me all giddy and butterfliyish for hours. i forgot what a wicked feeling it is to be crushing on someone!! the only time i got out of bed was to down some blueberry juice and go pee. and that:s when i discovered in my drunken haze last night i left my front door wide open. i:m such a spazz!! but anyways, yes i spent too much time on my futon, it:s getting really comfy and no longer hurts my back too much. and my winter blanket is like the inside of a polar bear... if the inside of a polar bear was fluffy and soft. somehow i think it:s prolly filled with blood and guts... hmmm... i tihnk it:s quite strange that people wear fur coats and say they are warm. cuz aren:t they just lined and that:s the reason they are warm? how can fur on teh outside make it warm on the inside? are they actually wearing a hide? why do they wanna look like an animal? i didn:t fight all those years of evolution to dress up and regress!!!
yesterday i saw three things that were indeed strange. and then i wonder if they actually exist or if i:m the only one seeing them. and if i didn:t see them, would they exist all the same?
1. during my morning jaunt i saw a man staggering towards me, weaving all along the sidewalks. i smelt burning flesh. i looked closely and in the place of his hands were two massive bandages like fork prongs a la Edward Scissorhands. i was tripping out- twas scary!! Kowai! so i just ran away. i think i was more scared to turn around and not see him then to turn around and see him. sometimes i fear my own mind. which is rediculous. i just really start to wonder how much of this reality solely applies to me. and to you. and to every other single person in this world.
2. a man in scrubs walking down the street after stopping to get a drink at a vendie. nothing strange in that, just a hospital worker. upon closer inspection i see something trailing from his shoe... it:s a rubber band, the kind you use to tie yr arm up for a needle. Grossio!!
3. a cat with no tail and three legs. ehhhhhhhhhhhhhh?? nandalo?!
the more i want to see what i don:t see the more i think i:ll skitz out and end up in a hospital. i still haven:t ridden my fear of that. waking up in a mental hospital and having no one tell me what:s going on and just doping me up and picking my brain and concluding that because i don:t believe what tehy do that i must be sedated and secluded from society lest i plant a seed of change in someone:s mynd. sometimes i sit in my appt living room and just try to make sense of all the things i feel and all the strips of energy i see flying by me. i start to feel like i:m in a swirling vortex of energy and i just WISH that i could see all the things that don:t exist on the physical plane. i wish that i could see all the people i feel in my appt. it feels so busy with energy. sometimes, although i:m 23 and shouldn:t be scared of the dark, sometimes i do sleep with the lights on cuz i can:t handle hearing all the noises and banging around that exist in the dark. there:s something so soothing and comforting about having light.
are we all just lil beams of light floating around trying to find other lil beams of the same point on the spectrum to be with? what:s going to convince me we:re more than stardust in space? i:ve just been wonderign heaps lately about religion and if it has any place in my life, and how i can be spiritual without being religious and how maybe i should concentrate more on cultivating my spirituality. none of this matters. not being in japan (which on a sidenote i just renewed my contract until next March). not buying new clothes. not being with my friends. not teaching. nothing, unless i:m whole inside. i could lead some kinda hollow existence and think i:m doing great things and going on great adventures and think that all of what i:m doing is somehow important but unless i have some kinda of strength and grounding point inside then it:s all irelevant in the grand scheme of things. i know we:re all here for some reason and i:ve just realized that i:m never going to find it one day, and that my whole life will be a process of discovery and at the end i will realize with total clarity that the things i:ve done in my life and the people i:ve been with and whose lives i have impacted, that was the reason for my existence. and i think we:re all here to be here for someone, to change the lives of everyone around us, to say or do that one thing that makes someone consider another option and lead a different path which will in turn change someone else:s path... and that cumulative effort will ultimately result in our reason for being... oh life is a human... chotto muzukashi... (lil bit difficult)
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