Happy Blogaversary!

I celebrated by posting late! Hurrah!

You know it's now been an entire month since I left America to live here in good old Japan? And in the process I've come to realize how many stereotypes are true about the country, and in addition, how many more things are just plain depressing.

But other than that, it's been good times! Goin to classes...eating food...random neighbors. And the blogging, oh the blogging! How I've neglected you, sweet prince. I've abused you in your form and wrought horrors unto the internet that it did not deserve.

I am not sorry. I will never be ashamed by anything about this site.

Okay. I should probably be ashamed of that.

How else did I celebrate though.

Well, I overslept and missed class due to the guys across the hall partying until 5 am while I was trying to sleep. If I can get out of failing the class as a result, then that'll rock.

Oh, I went to the beach! That was cool. The beach was artificial though. I could tell by the extra coarse sand and having seen a few beaches in my time. Was there with two parties, exchange and dorm. The exchange part sucked, so I ate some food and ditched them to hang out with the cool kids from my dorm building. We played a bunch of games where we were forced to learn each others names, that involved spitting water at each other, rubbing flour on each others faces, and hitting each other upside the head with rolled up newspapers.

Man, Japan is awesome.

Met some new people there, too, that was neat. Really proved the international mixup there. Made friends with an Indian guy, an Indonesian girl, couple of Chinese and Korean kids. And afterwards a group of us including Sjors (Danish. Dutch? Netherlands.) Marcelo (Uraguay..an?) and George (from Ghana. Fuck trying to figure out ethnic names) all went to a sushi restaurant. These guys specifically mentioned because afterwards all of us went out to see Beppu. (see? That saved time in the long run).

Walking around Beppu was awesome though. Saw a whole bunch of random shops, found an Indian restaurant with Bollywood posters in the window, and we found this really cool bar too. Sat there for a good while and the bartender spoke some pretty good English so the two guys in our party who know virtually no Japanese were set. After we were done there we wound up at another bar, lost two of our party members, and George and I went back to APU, not having more money to spend on alcohols.

Then I watched National Treasure 2 with my Meng man Fanxing (IT'S A PUN ON HIS NAME). Was pretty cool and he had coffee and pringles to spare, so that's always nice. He's really too friendly. Poor guy, I should do something for him. Other than teaching him new English words I mean. That's not as important as cooking pancakes and sharing them or something.

That's about it. And I didn't get back to my dorm til about two ish which is why the blog update is so late. So deal with that.

Oh, and I promised you pictures:


Well, my camera died at the beach.

Haha... yeah, it's true. I got a few pictures from that, but for some reason I can't use the camera when the battery isn't in, and I have to take the battery out to charge it for some inexplicable reason. So I'll post pictures EVENTUALLY, but you'll still miss out on some funny Engrish, a little kid wearing an I <3 Jamaica shirt (seriously...like a 3 year old girl. WTF.) and some pictures of the brothel we encountered. Yeaaaaah Pink Hotel. You have hookers.

Until next time, keep following my adventures, True Believers!

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