I have friends,
a roof,
good music,
good food,
is this what life is about?
Saturday, 10 May 2014
Thursday, 8 May 2014
my dad cracks me up.
Faut pas jouer au plus fort avec son père.
Il y a peu de temps tu m'a sèchement repris sur mon orthographe hasardeuse ( pas rancunier mais une bonne mémoire ).
Je te "ferai donc signaler "... qu'à propos des espadrilles. Elles sont soit noires, bleues ou rouges, ou ? de couleur noir, bleu ou rouge ! (à vérifier car pour moi pas évident ). Ce qui est sûr c'est que, si tu mets un S à "noir", il manque un "E" (noirte (s) non! ça c'est sûr).Contrairement à "motif" ou là, il y a un S de trop puisqu'il n'y en a pas (de motif).
Mon devoir d'éducation en vers toi et, ma grande sagesse ne peuvent que m'inciter à te rappeler ce proverbe Africain :" Attends d'avoir traversé la rivière avant de te moquer du crocodile "
Tuesday, 6 May 2014
Arrreeeeeeeee????!!!!
Ok.
So, in two weeks my japanese has improved more or less...let me see... sugar loads.
I think I have added a good bunch of words to my regular vocab, and I also started to make sentences. Thank you WORK at a coffee shop with nice people and nice customer and nice music and nice tea and good humour.
But can ANYBODY explain to me how on earth this is possible:
there's this dude at work, whose Japanese I simply cannot understand to save my life because:
1. he never went abroad and doesn't understand using simple japanese would help me
2. I think he uses loads of slang words I never heard of
3. he talks fast
4. I just don't understand him
Well, we took a walk through the park, and you know what we managed to talk about, me and my tiny little bit of japanese and his five single sorry words of English?
No, not the weather, not music, none of those flipping EASY subject NORMAL people talk about when they don't happen to speak the same language.
No.
No, we talked about god, and the non existence of god, the big bang, the creation of the universe, fucked up childhood on his part, fuck up childhood on my part, the ridiculous habit the japanese people have here of dressing their dogs with pyjamas, the reasons why some people don't want children, depression, friendship, and forgiveness.
Anyone explains to me how this happened wins a mars bar.
So, in two weeks my japanese has improved more or less...let me see... sugar loads.
I think I have added a good bunch of words to my regular vocab, and I also started to make sentences. Thank you WORK at a coffee shop with nice people and nice customer and nice music and nice tea and good humour.
But can ANYBODY explain to me how on earth this is possible:
there's this dude at work, whose Japanese I simply cannot understand to save my life because:
1. he never went abroad and doesn't understand using simple japanese would help me
2. I think he uses loads of slang words I never heard of
3. he talks fast
4. I just don't understand him
Well, we took a walk through the park, and you know what we managed to talk about, me and my tiny little bit of japanese and his five single sorry words of English?
No, not the weather, not music, none of those flipping EASY subject NORMAL people talk about when they don't happen to speak the same language.
No.
No, we talked about god, and the non existence of god, the big bang, the creation of the universe, fucked up childhood on his part, fuck up childhood on my part, the ridiculous habit the japanese people have here of dressing their dogs with pyjamas, the reasons why some people don't want children, depression, friendship, and forgiveness.
Anyone explains to me how this happened wins a mars bar.
Sunday, 4 May 2014
The funny moment when your Japanese friend working 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. six days out of seven explains to you it's great because she's only a part-timer...
Also, I went to see someone, and he said it was fun, or that I was fun, or that we had fun, anyways: I guess something was fun.
Ok, back to sleep to wash dishes for 10 hours again tomorrow, youhouuuuuu!
Also, I went to see someone, and he said it was fun, or that I was fun, or that we had fun, anyways: I guess something was fun.
Ok, back to sleep to wash dishes for 10 hours again tomorrow, youhouuuuuu!
Friday, 2 May 2014
Thursday, 1 May 2014
Iphone update
Cafeina bosses!
Merci pour les chaussures
Yes, the cat and I have a special relationship.
Hanami in Komoro
So yeah, not only I'm hanging out in Japan, have a job or two, I also have a friend who moved in my town and that I can see every week. And what a friend.
We don't speak the same language, but give us some coffee and no language barrier is going to hold us from speaking about men, hormones, society, our dislike for the luxury industry, periods and mood swings, money, future plans, childhood scars, rating potential boyfriends walking by, and laughing our heads of at the dressed dogs in pushchairs (yes, my town is FULL of tiny horrible dogs that are dressed up in pyjamas or rain gear, and then pushed in a pushchair - I am not joking).
With mountains like we have here and a friend like りかちゃん、fair-enough, life can be good.
We went to Komoro to see the blooming cheery tree (=Hanami), in Komoro, which also happens to be where I get almost-free-Japanese-lessons in a volunteer center. I used to teach English as a volunteer for newly arrived immigrants in the UK... Now I am on the other side of the table :)
This is another one for anybody that believes vegan in japan is another way to say impossible... In a tiny traditional restaurant, I ate my own weight (sat on the floor, yeehee) of Anmitsu which is a vegan dessert (or meal, if you eat enough of it...) with fruits and a japanese type of jelly. It cost me a whole two pounds fifty, too (oh yeah, Japan is well expensive, hu huuuuu...).
We don't speak the same language, but give us some coffee and no language barrier is going to hold us from speaking about men, hormones, society, our dislike for the luxury industry, periods and mood swings, money, future plans, childhood scars, rating potential boyfriends walking by, and laughing our heads of at the dressed dogs in pushchairs (yes, my town is FULL of tiny horrible dogs that are dressed up in pyjamas or rain gear, and then pushed in a pushchair - I am not joking).
With mountains like we have here and a friend like りかちゃん、fair-enough, life can be good.
We went to Komoro to see the blooming cheery tree (=Hanami), in Komoro, which also happens to be where I get almost-free-Japanese-lessons in a volunteer center. I used to teach English as a volunteer for newly arrived immigrants in the UK... Now I am on the other side of the table :)
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| Am I in Japan OR WHAT? |
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| Hanami!!! |
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| For Lottemshkou! |
This is another one for anybody that believes vegan in japan is another way to say impossible... In a tiny traditional restaurant, I ate my own weight (sat on the floor, yeehee) of Anmitsu which is a vegan dessert (or meal, if you eat enough of it...) with fruits and a japanese type of jelly. It cost me a whole two pounds fifty, too (oh yeah, Japan is well expensive, hu huuuuu...).
The train to Komoro is the cutest train ever...
And the view from the cutest train ever is not without challenging the Southampton-London landscapes or some parts of the New Forest...
HOUSTON, WE HAVE A PROBLEM
ANYBODY in the uk, if you read this, HELP ME.
I've run out of the two boxes I brought with me.
Only you can help me survive.
Please send me some Yorkshire tea, please. Anybody. If I ever meant anything to you,
if we ever were friends, then pull me out of this tragic situation.
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