Hisash my people. So I finally get to a computer where I can blog in peace. Presently, Jessica, Sammy, and Andy have gone on a walk while I figure out in my drunken stupor of what to put in my hisash blog. ...Andy's playlist is playing gakkai songs........ It's good to be back in the good 'ol bubble. Although getting here I was almost regretting it. Being in Japan for almost a year now has made me softer than downy towels. I felt like crying when the guys who straighten the luggages on the belt didn't grab my suitcase when I asked him nicely. He annoyingly said, "to late it already passed." Although after the customs checker said, "oh, from Las Vegaaas, very sin city." Even though it was a random comment and grammatically awkward I missed the little efforts to make small talk. But, then I really felt like crying when I saw Kimiko and Mitsuko and they left me there at the airport without any feelings of regret.
Anyway enough with the mushy talk. I wrote that a while back and now I'm at the Kiryu shady ass internet cafe in Kiryu for the first time cuz I realized how necessary it is for me to check up on your blogs more often and to blog myself. And let me just tell you about this internet cafe: to my left is a little closet space area shut off with an indian rug, under it I can see pillows, a guys folded legs and a flickering tv. Then to my right is a calendar of Japanese girls looking submissive and inviting. Hmmm yea I really need to get me some hand sanytizer after this. My whole body has probably been spermified the minute I walked in here.
Ok so this is mostly for Jess to report on Andy's brother (since he took me to the airport and I got a little more information after Ellie, Sammie, and I began the process of inducting him into our group). He definitely didnt seem to mind us asking him questions. Here we thought were interrogating him, but slightly masochistic he seemed to have enjoyed it and consequently kept asking for more. "What else?" he said. So we asked him a couple of questions and found out that he graduated with an IB degree, therefore asked him what grad school he would like to go to, he answered Harvard... We told him, "wrong answer." According to his big bro he's a genius. Ok whatever but he does speak better Japanese than Andy which Andy will promptly explain to you why. "What else?" he asked again with a little more vigor this time. So Ellie asks, "whats the first thing that comes to your mind when you see a bee that is just about to die in something something... (I actually dont think I know this inside joke)" He answers, "the bees about to die." Again we tell him, "wrong answer." He asks for the right answer, so Ellie and Sammie tell him, "I wanna go to grad school." Then we parted our ways with hugs. Good hugs definitely run in the Reker family. Eric ended up taking me to the airport, in the car I found out he likes Jazz, he can play like three instruments, his dream is to travel all the habitable continents, he wants to do the JET program, he's a good driver, he also listens to some Japanese music, and he danced half naked in a cabin somewhere with his friends while Kelly Clarkson was blasting on the boombox. Thus ends my report on Eric Reker. Oh yea and he seriously answered that he can do flips, backflips, handstands with his pinky...etc. I don't know what else, but since he can dance we established that he's not Ellie's future husband.
On to somethin' else... I'd say it was a pretty successful trip. My aunt called me when I got back and told me that she didn't recognize me in the newspaper because I was wearing a dress. jeez I'll never shed the tomboy will I, nor am I in a hurry to. It was good to see everybody sans Allie. I feel like the transition was complete between Maju and I: she has become, well, non-japanese and I have become japanese. And, Jessica took her earrings. Seeing everyone else was pretty cool too, nobody has really changed much. Since we were back for only a short time I thought I would be as nice as possible and behave unlike the phychopathic bitch that I'm used to being as much as possible, but I think many sokites were confused and dazed and couldn't figure out who the hell I was (maybe it was the haircut). The ceremony was pretty kool the speaker in my opinion was better than our speaker, I didn't fall asleep. He actually made jokes that were pretty funny and gave good advice at the same time. The "new and improved" Ode To Joy was pretty riveting, we all wondered if they were going to extend it to a whole 30min production for the next graduation. Soon it'll be the whole graduation. The second class created a tradition of their own to perform at their graduation ceremony. Probably wasn't a good idea since crying people shouldn't sing mariah carey solos from the movie Honey. And the finale, ohh the finale. Michelle told us that the finale was going to be exciting, "fireworks girls, fireworks!" True to her words there were fireworks... indoor fireworks. Too bad the faculty sitting on stage weren't informed... I think one of the woman faculty sitting on the edge peed her pants while fleeing for her life. Well whatever was in her pants didn't really have a chance to dry too quickly since the weather was pretty sordid, but good news to the graduates no sweatage. Congratulations Andy.
Soka gossip 402: Amitesh got married. Something possibly going on with Phat (wait does he read this? I remember giving him my address at one time; to confirm the gossip e-mail Jessica). Sally had been kicked out a month before she gave birth. Stanley no longer attends Soka. The Alumni center is now the "small conference room" for tax purposes. The curriculum is changing, again. Jessica has decided to become a writer, thanks to Gonzo. I feel like I'm missing a whole chunk... add in what you please.
Finally no trip to soka would be complete without Pili, at least once, mentioning his poop. Ellie snorting. Cassie talkin' to Ed on the phone. Andy drivin us somewhere. Ryo not saying no. Lisa taking care of us. Michael getting a li~ttle more attention from a dog than the rest of us. Jessica doin'...something weird. Sammie doin' something different from us because of mormonism. Uyen finger drumming everyone's back. And, Phat putting on women's clothing except this trip was not complete since Allie wasn't there to let out a juicy one.
Other things that happened. Pili, Jessica, and I ended up in the Long Beach fishmarket at 3 in the morning. One of Jessica's many many non-bright ideas that Jessica had on this trip. I blindly and dutifully followed as Jessica's Turkey Inforcer. The market finally opened and picked up around 4, 4:30am... we slept in the car while Pili bought the next days dinner, which he would cook for us to be eaten under Michelle's new awesome candle (with a touch of lamp) lit canopy thingy. Then a trip to Bar Maitai where I showed my Japanese Registration Card, the bouncer showcased the card to his buddies simultaneously showcasing me as the psycho FOB Asian trying to pass. But I got in, thank goodness cuz I would have missed Jessica's fa~bulous entrance into the bar wearing a disco ball on her body. A dress she found in the salvation army pile in 300 the day before. (I ended up scoring a Chinese/English dictionary, a book on Hitler, and a dress thingy only appropriate to wear in Japan as well.)
There were calm moments as well, back in dorm 375 aka Hotel Kwan, where a game of scrabble began amongst 20 people in a 100sqft. area. No spades, which has to be remedied next time. Besides losing my rings (Jessica?) and losing $13 in Andy's room, all in all twas a fantastic and cathartic trip. I managed to check off most things on my "to do" list: eat Taco Bell, eat Inn-n-Out, eat Boba, etc.. It went by in a flash or like a blast of indoor fireworks. I approx. slept a total of 9hrs in the 4days I was there. Now I'm back in Japan missing laughing out loud, but I'm ready for the world once again and I think, as the fortune cookie said "The world is ready to receive your talents (in bed)."
Good Hunting.
ps. hey! its a picture of me, jess, and maju!!
