OmoriKaigan, which is Huge Forest Sea Side when directly translated, is the name of the station nearest to my place. I guess this place used to be a huge forest, and there`s a sea nearby.
Finally I get my nicotine fix after a day of travelling and a day of watching everyone around me smoke without getting any. I can now recall and type with ease and clarity. I'm going to write more to make up for the last post.
I would get less and less chances to smoke without getting caught by Crazed Aunt (CA), her husband who`s a laid-back pretty cool dude or my annoying cousin who`s arriving soon. I had better enjoy every puff I get and store as much nicotine I can.
I woke up at 7.30am today. I was pretty proud of myself for waking up early, all ready to get out of the house, grab a pack and smoke up a storm, followed by tour around the town. But no, I had to wait for princess (sister) to awake from her royal sleep. Without any entertainment and still having the nicotine withdrawal annoyance, I decided to resist kicking princess awake and went back to sleep. I hate them for making me waste 6 hours in a foreign country. I had to sleep to kill time, instead of wandering around town with a face of amazement and wonder. I swear that now I have the key, I`m going to spend minimal time on sleep and burn it all on roaming. Fuck sleep, I can sleep all I want in Singapore.
When she finally woke up, we had to listen to CA whine and bitch about random things than had to wait for her to finish injecting a shot of beauty product. I have never heard of beauty products that have to be injected into the skin for them to work except Botox. I bet it`s some cheap urban legend that she has decided to try after all her friends have used it and it was really effective. She complained about how she was awesome at injecting the stuff herself, and how princess sucked at doing so despite being a nurse. Fuck you. Do it yourself if you don`t like it.
After what seemed like OVER NINE THOUSAND FUCKING YEARS, we finally got out of the damned house. I went to 7-11 to purchase a packet of Seven Stars Black Impact as recommended by Nick. Surprisingly, the staff didn`t even ask me for my age. So much for the mental drama of how I was going to act like a gaijin and weasel out a pack from them. I guess they don`t really give a damn, or I look pretty damned old. It was strong and bitter, and it gave a great kick. I guess after great fun, it`s always the repercussions. Princess went batshit insane and yelled at me, giving me the same bullshit as what anti-smoking zealots have been drilling into her head. I fuckin` hate conservatives.
Boring shit not even worth mentioning here followed. It included walking aimlessly around the mall watching princess look at clothes.
Finally, something interesting happened. I finally walked into a bookstore selling adult material. Hi-5 guys! I know all of you have been waiting for me to enter. There was this cloth saparating the adult section from the rest of the store. I felt victorious for being 18 and being able to freely browse the section. Not only was it dirt cheap, there was a huge selection of it, mostly being hentai monthly publications. There was an AV section at the back, and some sex-related objects. I wonder why the fuck do they sell dildos there, since most of the customers are male.
I thought it was already a blessing, then I ran into another. An arcade. It was shithuge (I'll take a picture of it later) and the staff are of standard Japanese polite, welcoming you when they see you once. The most awesome part is that I can smoke in the arcade. Yes, ashtrays are provided. It feels fuckin' liberating to smoke in places where you cannot smoke normally, except for the ironic part that I cannot smoke in front of anyone I know here. Fuck.
I played DMGF. It just feels different when you play in their birthplace. I didn't see any combo masters despite the urban legend that says all Japanese are godly at that game. Then I tried ufo catchers, and now I'm caught up with the game. They have all sorts of weird stuff in the catchers, like table cloths and anime related objects. Best thing is, they have a lot of shit that I want, ranging from Anime merchandise to things related to Japanese creations like Monster Hunter mugs. I probably spent about 4000 yen on all of em', but I'm not satisfied. I'm going to catch loads of stuff and bring them all back to give to people. It beats buying some lame-replica that you can find in Singapore. At the end of the day, I won 2 towels with a really nice print on it.
I've also decided to become a UFO catcher pro. Screw being a master at a fighting game. I'm going to study this thing intensively and probably write a guide sometime later.
After the first arcade, somehow Princess got caught up and we hopped to another 2 arcades. So much for it being a waste of money eh? She caught quite a bit of stuff as well. Those little annoying disney stuff, you know.
Dinner followed after. I bought food using the food voucher machine located outside the store. The entire concept was pretty cool, and no Japanese understanding was necessary. Simply look, point and press.
Then it was boring window shopping again. Then I headed home.
{{Warning, you are now entering a Boon ranting zone. Extreme caution must be excersised. Boon is not responsible for what you do after reading this part}}
I fucking hate CA. She's like this annoying fly with a loudspeaker that keeps flying in your face, never leaving you alone. There are so many times when I want to punch her in the face and stomp her face in. Now, instead of being overly emotional and planting names on her, I've decided to logically call on her shit by listing it now in a chronological order.
1. She's naggy
There's a difference between being concerned and being simply nagging. It is that concerned people would ask, understand and shut up. Naggy people just shoot what they think, never listen to your part and keep finding faults to shoot. They can never seem to run out of ammunition, nor does their gun seem to stop shooting apart from breaks in between to eat, sleep or anything that involves the mouth. What's more, she says it with a tone of annoyance mixed with fustration. It's those kind that dota players give to noobs. Yeah, I get this shit roughly 10 minutes every waking hour with her.
2. She's a hypocrite
She whines about how people like to save money by sharing a plate of noodles, how Japanese frown upon such behaviour and how she likes to buy bread at super discounted prices despite the bread tasting like crap. She complains about people being pushy when she forces me to eat, despite having eaten dinner already. Nuff' said.
3. She's authoritarian
Probably because she thinks that she took a lot of blows from Life, because she's struggling overseas without any kin or maybe because she is older. Fuck you, none of the reasons give you a right to order me around or to act like you are in charge, such as CONFIRMING STUPID ACTIVITIES LIKE PLUCKING GRAPES IN JAPAN WITHOUT ASKING. THANKS FOR MAKING MY TRIP IN AWESOME! NOW I CAN TELL EVERYONE HOW GRAPES ARE PLUCKED! WHOOHOO!
4. She's a miser
There is, again, a distinction between two or more closely related terms. That's how we tell them apart. In this case, the difference between being thrifty and being a miser is how much you harp on money saving. A person who doesn't spend much you probably think "I can't really afford that, I'll think about it before coming back" while a miser would only think if there's a promotion of more than 50%. I can't stand how she always engages in self-pleasure of telling me how much she saved on this and that and only allowing me to buy something if it's on discount. Now, THAT is a miser behaviour. Confirmed, with a stamp plus a chop. I'm sure everyone will love the shit you bought back from a mega sale despite all of it being completely useless or being absolutely revolting, and I love you for helping me fill my luggage with those shit so I can't fill it with all the things I'm going to buy. THANKS!
5. She engages in self-pity
Anthony is right. Self-pity is probably the most pathetic thing to be, next to superiority complex. She reminds herself that nobody buys her shit when she returns to Singapore and how everyone treats her like unwanted thrash. I don't give a fuck, don't vomit all your geviences on me. I'm only here to leech off your resources and to get a free places to stay. I don't want anything else to do with you.
Evidence has been laid out. I conclude that she is a fucker inside and out, and I'm going to stay away from this hedious beast unless I have something to gain. Case closed.
{{End of rant. The rest of the entry would be angst-free}}
Oh yeah, from what I noticed, Japanese women are pretty attractive. I came to the conclusion that they are attractive because :
1.They know how to dress well
2.They don't pile make-up on their faces
3.They are feminine, actions and all.
Maybe testosterone is just influencing my judgement, or that I'm lucky to run into all the pretty ones.
**As I was typing on my laptop just now, it refused to accept anymore incoming power from the socket. My diagnosis is that the battery has run out of life with my dangerous habit of charing and using at the same time. I guess I can't upload any pictures until I get back. Now I have to resort to using a slow internet and a Japanese keyboard.
Rest in peace, Claudia.**
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