Wednesday, July 27, 2005
a tiring (yet fun!) day and a horrifying realization

mood: =_=
listening to: lame japanese tv...AGAIN

I think I'll skip to the horrifying realization first, and then get to how tiring my day was.

I just realized that I got my days wrong. I'm going to be in Disneyworld the SAME FUCKING DAY as that idiot MANWHORE Fuckison. Holy SHIT. This sucks. Being a gaijin, I stick out like sore thumb around here, which means most likely if we do happen to cross pathes, he will see me first. You see, he is an Evil Looking Asian, so he's harder to pick out, even though he is Chinese and not Japanese. Shit. This really sucks. Maybe I should wear a hat and sunglasses, even though I don't have a hat, and I don't know where I put my sunglasses. ...Hm...where ARE they? ...o.O;

Anyways, that should be interesting. I hope I don't see him. That manwhore.

Um...oh yeah, my day. This morning I woke up at 8:00, the time we were planning to leave. You see, today I went with Rei to her sempai's handball mach. Rei is a member of the handball club, and although she wasn't playing today, she had to go to cheer for her sempai. So she invited me to go along.

Anyways, 10 minutes later, I was looking pretty shabby, but we made it out the door. We ran to Sogo Rehabiri Center to catch the subway to Motoyama, and then we took the Higashiyama line to Chikusa to meet up with the other handball clubees. From there we took the JR to someplace. It was sorta in the middle of nowhere. And I could have SWORN that we passed by the Japanese Semi-Ghetto. I swear to you I saw it.

From the middle of nowhere station, we got a taxi to a nearby high school where the match was to be held. Now lemme tell you: these Japanese taxis are SWEET. The drivers are all groomed and have these suits on with spotless white gloves. They help you with your bags into the trunk, and the doors are automatic, so they automatically open. LOL. Then, when you get inside, the tops of the seats have white lace draped over them (I'm not kidding you LACE people. WHITE LACE.) and a white sheet pad thing over the seat. All spotlessly clean.

Meanwhile I'm chatting it up with Rei's friends and sempai. "Sempai" is upperclassman by the way. But they have to address them as So and So-san. Never So and So-chan or whatever. There is a clear line of who is superior here. Rei has this friend, Komame, who is possibly the CUTEST GIRL I HAVE EVER SEEN. She is SO cute. Her face, her voice, her hair. I swear to you, she is like the manifestation of cute. Anyways, another one of Rei's friends was Mina, who I got to know a bit. She always was trying to talk to me in English, LOL. And this one girl, Aki, reminds me SO MUCH (even her name...) of one of the girls I met 2 years ago on Shinkansen. I'm beginning to think that it WAS her. I mean, they were from Nagoya, and I think that she is Ninensei...which means 2 years ago...well, I think it fits. I'll have to check my picture when I get back home, because seriously, I swear to you I have met this girl before. I seem to remember one of the girls' names was Aki.

Anyways, when we got to the high school, it was around 9:00 or so. We eventually (10:00 o.O;)made our way to a dusty field, where everyone practiced handball for nearly 2 hours. I sat there and contemplated the idea of me writing a book. I think I outlined the entire thing. By the time I thought of perhaps listening to music, we moved to somewhere else. There was a lot of shuffling about the campus doing what seemed like nothing. The match didn't start until 1:00.

Handball is actually really fun to watch. It's like a mixture between basketball (the 5 players minus the goalie, the way it moves back and forth in the gym) and soccer (there is a goalie, and the ball is like a miniature soccer ball and the rules of gameplay are sort of like soccer in a way - it's hard to describe). Anyways, the game was split into two 20 minute halves with a 5 minute break in between. I'm guessing if there was a tie there would have been a 3rd game to break it, but since we managed to loose 16 to 6, I dunno. Our team was pretty good, but we had a bad goalie. They had a really good goalie, so whatever.

After the game ended (around 2:00) we eventually had lunch at around 2:35 or so. I had a melon pan. We then took a bunch of pics, since, well, I was there (lol being a gaijin is hard sometimes) and since it was the last match of the year.

By 3 we got into the taxis once more and drove back to the station. Instead of going back to Chikusa, me and Rei got off later at Kanayama so we wouldn't have to switch to Meijo after the Higashiyama; we could just ride the Meijo line the entire way.

When I got home I was practically dead. But I had a lot of fun. I got to know Rei more, it seems, in that time that I had gotten to know her from these past 4.5 weeks. Plus her friends are uber nice. And funny. LOL. They wanted to know what this Japanese word "nanpa" means, and it means, you know, to "pick up girls" or whatever. Guys say it often in this TV drama, apparently. (They must go to an all boys school or something!) So the entire time they kept on repeating "pick up a girl." It was hilarious. They also kept on saying "joint party" because in Japan students often have these "joint parties" called "Goukon" that take place at school. I am guessing they're like Advisory Parties, since I happened to watch the drama 2 days ago.

Anyways, I pretty much watched TV the entire time since. Curry Rice was for dinner. Yum. I also finally broke the news to Host Madre that the way that she pronounces her dog's name (apparently her name is Porch (o.O; ??) but she pronounces it "Poach") means to kill animals illegally, not your front doorstep. Before I thought her name was pouch...but then Host Madre was telling me that she thought that "pouch" and "porch" were pronounced the same. UM...NO. Porch has an "R." And who in their right mind name's their dog after a place you step on to wipe off your muddy shoes anyways?!

Now I'm just hanging around. I wanted to see Yoshie-san's play tomorrow but I can't because it's way to early. Zannen. Tomorrow Rei has English tutoring and piano lessons, so I'm just going to hang around until 8:00 when we leave for Nagoya station to go to Disneyland. Which should be REALLY fun. I'm really psyched. If going to the handball thing where I pretty much sat and waited and watched was fun, then Disneyland should be 10 times more fun. Plus I find it hilarious when Japanese high school students try to speak English. Because they try so hard it looks like, it makes me crack up. It's so cute.

Anyways, I just hope the fun isn't ruined if we run into Fuckison.

Well, I'd better go. I want some ocha or something.

-Erin