Blog post #2 - 2010: Time Leap - skipped past February to Mach

A new era, a new outlook, new plans, new projects, new procrastinations, new problems - or perhaps the same old story in a new guise.

February's blogpost was duly ignored due to exams, but now I've finally finished what feels like the 2 most important exams of my bachelor's degree. The outcome? Haven't got the results back yet, but I feel good about the exams. Part of me says "I'm not failing, so it's all good", while another part of me says "Well, I'm not happy unless it's atleast a ...!" I think it's fair to guess that the outcome will be somewhere in between those to extremes... I still have one more exam before the summer, but mostly to fill out the rest of the semester.

So... the most important exams done, now I have to find a job. The dreaded, scary jobhunting era has finally begun. I still have some courses I'd like to take at my university, so it looks like I'm staying in town for another year or so - unless I get a steady job somewhere else. A steady job trumps everything else.

My activities nowadays will be jobhunting; research businesses and companies, looking up internships, requirements and application deadlines, writing applications, updating my online profiles and applications.

On the leisure front I'll be sewing a pair of curtains, making a commissioned painting or two, reading japanese litterature, rewieving japanese grammar and vocabulary, and hopefully blog the occasional blog post.


February, though exam preparation hell: 
We had the best party ever! Coctail & Tapas, Triple Birthday and House Warming Party! We had about 40 guests, no fights, only 1 broken glass, and no neighbour complaints! :)

Raindrops on a sunny day

Coffee tastes a little too good recently. It seems like I'm closing in on addiction again. Perhaps I should experiment and try decaf to see if it is the taste or the caffein I'm addicting to.

Life is good nowadays (though it turned a shade of blue just now, but more about that later), I'm back in my beloved uni-town and I study fun stuff with nice people, I've got a bi-weekly part time job where it seems likely I'll get even more hours/shifts soon, and the work environment is really good. People said I did a good job on my first shift and that they liked me because I smile a lot too. (Yay!)

Also, yesterday we celebrated my friend's 25th birthday! We started out with sushi at my favourite japanese restaurant, and then moved on to another favourite spot where we stayed until closing time. We'd hired the pub's lower floor for the party (smallish pub so it was nice and cozy, not as big as it might sound otherwise), and friends and coworkers of the birthday girl came and went throughout the evening, it was great. There was an surprising amount of people I knew from some time back as well, making this evening a journey in elder and more recent social history (other possible translations: "catching up" and "gossip" ;} ), and playing with old friends and new(ish?) people. Funfun! When our pub closed we continued on to our afterpartyplace, where my main group of friends, and me and the birthday girl, stayed until 7am. Our beloved princess was quite drunk at this point and we had to convince her for about. half an hour to walk home with us, even though 85% of the party had already left, with just the creepy weirdos* remaining (Yes I dare call them 'creepy weirdos" as I severely doubt any of them read this blog. And if they do I'm not particularly bothered anyway). As we walked home to the sound of our princess rambling on about how much she loves us for loving her despite her drunken state, the morning skies were gradually lightening to a soft light blue, the streets were deserted but for us.

Life is good.
I was home and went to blissful sleep at 8am, but woke up at 10am and couldn't fall asleep again, and while surfing the net (for lack of ability to occupy myself with other activities) I  found this video: ♥

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Thanks to Knut who posted this (or possibly their other video) on facebook! Kawaii deshou!

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As for the aforementioned shade of blue (the first one mentioned. I accidentlly used it as a poetic expression as well but found it too nice to delete it): I got the message that one of my grandparents died this morning. By a lucky turn I was already planning on heading for my home town tomorrow anyway, but the trip lost its recreational appeal as I got the death news.

It will be nice to be with my family for a couuple of days.

Oh dear... That was longer than expected..

The hiatus I mean...

As my previous post states, I intended to blog some more in June, but as you plainly can see I never got around to it. There are several reasons for this, even though there are things to do there isn't necessarily anything one feels worthy of reporting on. Like June for example, I hd work, but didn't do much apart from work, and blogging never felt natural and thus became forgotten. July, more of the same, but a different job and more of it, generally  a standard summer back home: same job as earlier years and the same friends home briefly and then gone away again. 

What has been happening, is the ensuing chaos regarding my education. I was expecting to get my bachelors' degree last summer, but a string of unforeseen complications came a long and after a pretty comfusing 8 months here I am, at a change of scenery, back to my "old" environment at my university again trying to sort out the chaos as best I can.  I'm back in Bergen, at a new flat with new flatmates, back at university and back at Japanese, but with new classes and new classmates. 

Being back in Bergen feels right. Although a lot of things have changed, and still it is the same. I have some peripheral friends all over town, but as I returned here I realised that only members from the core of my former social circles remain actual friends. Sad, but true. However, I'm confident I'll meet new interesting people to compensate for those that have moved on, and my new flat mates and their friends seem like a promising start. Through one of these connections I might have landed myself a bi-weekend job as well, where I can meet even more people. Fist shift next weekend, and I'll se what happens after that.

And there is still plenty of time for school, if I could just sort out my concentration and motivation  issues. I plan on reviewing a lot of material this semester, + retaking my history exam from last semester. Luckily my class is small and gives our sensei more time to adapt the classes to each of us if necessary. And, on a more personal level it is also an extra motivational factor: since my participation is 25% of the class contribution, it actually matter. The new courses bring new aspirations to meet, and althought the school situation/status is still unresolved I'm at least able to deal with it now.

There are expectations and exasperations aplenty. I've got room to move, room to think, but I'll be glad when I get some furniture and an additional lamp or two.. I won't make any promises for the next blogposts as there is enough stuff to do these days, but what happens might/might not, be worth reporting upon. 

~Cecily

Long time, few words.. first words of 2009

Belated welcome to 2009, Happy New Year, Happy Celebrations, and all that jazz! 

I see I haven't posted a word since late October '08, but I will try to remedy that by giving a brief update on happenings since then, and then try to update on a regular basis throughout 2009... 

2008:

My stay in India ended a week and a half after our group assignment was due. I had 4 days in Pondi before me and Lina travelled to Pune to visit a fried of Lina's. I stayed in Pune with Lina and her friends in Pune for a week before returning home to cold and snowy Norway to write my final assignment and celebrate Christmas and New Year with family and friends. 

Writing the assignment at home turned out to be quite a challenge as I had no proper workplace at home where I could concentrate. I still have to work with that, but now, 3 months later, I have adapted and adjusted potential workspaces to fit my needs a little better than they were back in November. 

In mid-December people started coming home for the holidays, Christmas and New Year came and went in a flurry of social arrangements and festivities, and then everyone left town again.

2009:

I stayed behind after the holidays, starting my jobhunting activities when everyday normalcy returned in the beginning of January. It also turned out that I lacked a course at the university to fill the requisites for my Bachelors' degree, so after some amount of bureaucracy I've acuired student status until the  end of the spring semester. Hopefully I've finished required amount of courses by the end of this semester's exams. 

And this is basically where I am now, in the middle of jobhunting and studies. As I expect the next months to be basically the same I expect to change some things in my blogging topics, rants, the nature of my writing, etc.

No way of knowing what it will turn out to become until it has become what it will be. 

Still wishing everyone a happy and prosperous 2009! 

Week 6; behind on blogging again...

(Warning: Long post!)

Yeah, another 2-in-1 update, the post for week 5 is here. 

The last post weren't posted earlier due to illness; I haven't felt too good/borderline sick, and then finally giving in I redefined my 'cold' to 'having a small flu'. I missed out on a great workshop on the topic of the Kashmir issue because I didn't have the energy to benefit from being present. The workshop was held in Auroville, and though I tried to go the first day I decided not to go the second day. I felt dizzy and tired by lunchtime and decided to go home, and instead of going to Auroville the second day, a friend and I went out to the study center, ate proper food, relaxed, and talked to the staff. 

Towards the end of the week I felt better, stating that I'm getting better but still not 100% back to normal. I decided not to join in on the Children's Day (taking a bunch of village children to an amusement park for a day) even though it sounded fun; I knew it would've drained me for all remaining energy leaving me reduced for another week or so. Not worth it. I did go to the costume party Saturday night, dressed as a Colonial times British lady. (I'll try to see if anyone got a picture of me...)

Sunday, went out for brunch with a friend and afterwards we roamed the warm streets of Pondi, enjoying the bright sunshine and the nice temperatures (which has dropped to a mere +30 Celsius), and the sounds and life in the streets occupied by the Sunday market. 

Despite illnesses (not just me) our group assignment was in on time. I felt quite accomplished when I had sent it. Friday became much better after 5 pm (the deadline), and in the evening me and Lina went to Banana Café - one of our alternative regular spots, where we sat talking with the chef (whom is also working at our study center) for almost an hour after eating.  

As for regular spots/hang-outs; we're up to 4 regular spots now; 
* Surguru - the best restaurant in town, both for food and prices 
* Banana Café - the best western food in town, and the cleanest (or: only clean) kitchen in town 
* Rick's Café - the best ice coffee and chicken baguette
* Coffee.com - internet cafe with nice atmosphere, tasty food, and wonderful tea.

In the beginning I lamented my friend's lack of interest in trying out new places, but by now I've accepted that these are the places to go, and attempts at going other places has resulted in bad restaurant experiences, leading me to believe we're not going to find better places than we already have found. 

Me & Lina has been talking increasingly with the staff at the study center, always exchanging greetings with the chef, talking with the manager's assistant and always greeting the other staff members with a smile when we meet them. Apparently we're more sociable than earlier batches of students. Makes me wonder what kind of people that must have been... But looking around at school, there's not many of the students that actually talk with the staff, although there are a few more than Lina and I.

Point of pride, come Monday morning; make sure to talk to the staff I danced with on Saturday to prove I'm different from the earlier batches - that apparently became (stereotypically) social when drinking, and then reverting to Scandinavian arrogance the following monday... Heard it before? (I have at least; same, but different.) Lina also voiced her relief that the Indians we danced with danced at a comfortable distance - in contrast to previous experiences.

So, in a week where I didn't do much, even skipping significant event like the P&C workshop and the Children's Day, I ended up having quite a lot to say anyway... even after 5 weeks in little Pondi!


ADDITION:

I forgot to mention the trip to the Cinema!

We had spent a day talking to Kavitha at the study center, and Thursday she brought me and Lina along to the cinema when se was taking a group of school children! Watching a flim (yes, that is how they say it here...!) in an Indian theatre was Absolutely, Fabulously, Fantastic Fun! 

We had a small "box" in the theatre to ourselves in the back of the theatre hall itself, and it was me, Lina and Deborah, Kavitha and her daughter, and her 15-20 school kids (all girls, in the age range of 10-14 I guess) in the box. The music was loud, the hero was popular and the heroine was beautiful, the romantic scenes was vividly graphic for being that decent (I don't know if I managed to get the correct impression into words here...), the girls sang along to the love songs, *squealed* when there was a scene with the hero and heroine together, and a fountain of confetti flew around our ears after an especially climatic (romantic but not sexual) scene. Definitely an experience in it's own right...

Week 5: Change of plans (backdated)

Power cut. And I feel small streams of sweat form up as soon as the ceiling fan stop working. Yes, ceiling fan, not air condition. No air condition in this apartment, no-no. Aircon makes you sick. I’ve had a cold for a week now, just because of an encounter with mild air conditioning. 

The power returned quickly today, after just a couple of minutes. Lucky, lucky. But it can also mean that the systems are instable and the power may be cut again at some point today. But we’re lucky here; I think it’s more than a week since we last had a power cut. 

My plans keep being changed. (Usually by me, fortunately.) This weekend I had planned to go to Kerala, but as I still have a cold I decided it would be too intensive for me to travel that far and that much with that many people at once at such a limited time. And thus, the first change of plans. So Lina and I were thinking of going to Ooty – until we learned we would need at least 4 days for any Ooty-trip frm Pondi. Second change of plans. We decided to stay home in Pondi for the weekend, perhaps take a daytrip somewhere, but mostly study. 

We’ve had an intensive week at school this week, up until Wednesday which was the last day before our long weekend. 

• Monday – lecture and then field trip to a Dalit village (village of people from the "caste-less" caste in India; the “untouchables”).

Dalit woman and her grandchild dressed up for having their picture taken:

 

• Tuesday – seminar for the whole class (usually we’re split in groups), then double lecture. Plus a lot of readings weighing on a student’s conscience. And errands in the evening, and a dance class I didn’t go to because of 1) errands making me late, and 2) still not well from the cold.

• Wednesday – Another day on double lectures, and lots of people leaving for Kerala. I wore khaki shorts and a casual t-shirt to school, and received the comment “Oh, how unusual to see you in Western clothes!” … has my wardrobe turned that much Indian? I hadn’t realized…

• Thursday – Went out for a morning walk with Lina at 5:45, we snuck out early to avoid the yoga instructor in case she came and admonished Lina for not going to the yoga class at 6:00. We walked to the beach promenade, had chai and watched all the people, including a weird French guy walking his marionette (“Ernesto” we were told) at the beach before he began his yoga exercise. We weren’t the only ones taking pictures of him, a crowd of locals had also gathered around. After returning home we meant to go to school and study, but lack of proper sleep brought about a slight change of plans, so we ended up staying home. 

Ernesto out for a morning walk at the beach:

• Friday – Actually went to school to study, and studied! In the evening there was a movie night at Kamachi, but I ended up changing my plans again, and chilled back home– surfed the net ‘til I slept.

• Saturday – slept long – café – blog/study evening – in my own company.

• Sunday - ..studying!!! Let’s hope this plan won’t change…

Missing Japan, listening to Jp. goodfeel music – genres changing with my mood. 

To Bangalore and back again

I haven't blogged (properly) for 2 weeks now. Why? First week I was too busy, so I assembled a picture-post in order to have something to post (see back-dated blog post here)

The next week I spontaneously joined a group going to Bangalore - forgetting to finish and post my blog post in the packing process as we left on my "blogging day".

Bangalore

Journey & Accommodation
I spontaneously joined a group going to Bangalore one evening before departure, ending up hurrying through necessary packing ad wrapping up stuff that needed to be done before departure. We travelled by night bus, a nice one, and arrived early at the guesthouse – 05:00… There had been a slight misunderstanding of when we were to arrive, so when we showed up at 5am our rooms were unprepared and quite dirty… We managed to arrange some mattresses and clean sheets and slept a couple of hours, and then we went into the centre of Bangalore for the day.

When we returned to the guesthouse in the afternoon the moods was much lighter and the experience was considerably better. We got the rooms cleaned, talked some more with the manager (whom turns out to be really nice), and the wonderful staff unexpectedly offered chai (tea) brought up to the room – free of charge!

Happy people!

Downtown Bangalore 
Shopping started in a mall, and then we walked up and down the main streets checking out the stores, ending up in a bookstore searching for useful literature to our group assignments in Pondi. I even managed to find an adapter/converter for my camera recharger (– which has Japanese prongs, and a suitable adapter; back home in Norway…), so now I’m finally able to take pictures again! (Happyhappyhappy!)

We had various experiences with the autos (remember the auto-rickshaws?); teaching us that over-eager drivers accepting low prices right away is not to be trusted. They take detours to stores they are affiliated with (tourist traps) to earn more money. At the shop they tried to sell me a nice pashmina shawl – incidentally an identical one to one I already had – and a quick question of the price revealed it to be 5 times the price of what I bought it for in Pondi.

Other experiences, always agree on the price first, and ask some locals to arrange the auto and the price for you if possible; they get much better prices than us obvious and oblivious tourists are able to arrange for ourselves. It might have a background in the poverty and high levels of competition in all areas in India, most Indians we come across in everyday activities (outside of the Study Center in Pondi) are opportunistic to various degrees. (Yes, this is a generalization and a very broad one at that…)

Safari
The second day in Bangalore we decided to go to a nearby Safari. Our guesthouse staff arranged two autos for us (and haggled the price for us), and off we went. It was almost an hour driving to the Safari (can’t remember the name of it, sorry), and then we arranged with the auto drivers that they would wait for us and take us home after a couple of hours –for the same price. Inside the safari we chose to take the Grand Safari bus ride (1hr) and climbed into the safari bus (not as exciting – nor as cute – as the safari buses in Beppu (Japan)). When we entered the bus the driver’s assistant placed us in the front seats, and while driving he took our cameras and took pictures (good ones) for us – for an expected tipping, of course. (We felt a little uncomfortable with the obvious difference in treatment, but as we –the girls in my group and I– believe everyone else in the bus (all Indian) assumed the assistant to do this for extra profit, the discomfort changed to a feeling of …apathy?) Anyway, the safari was really nice, and we were all relieved to see that the animals in the Zoo/Safari looked hale and healthy.

Bangalore (left) vs. Beppu (right)

 

Safari pictures, mine (left) and the driver assistant's (right)

 

New friends
Later the last night in Bangalore Lina and I went out to dinner with Lina’s friend Rohini and Rohini’s mother. They are the sweetest people on earth!! I fell so in love with the two of them. Even though it was the first time we met they asked if I would come along and visit their family in (some place I can’t pronounce) when Lina is going to, and when we said I would not be coming they asked us why! I hope I will get the opportunity to meet them again some time, they were absolutely lovely.

Return 
Even though we didn’t want to leave after meeting with Rohini and her mother, after only such a brief time, it felt good to be on the night bus back to Pondi when we finally settled in our bunks. We arrived home at 5am, good and tired, and slept away most of the day. 

3rd Week in Pondi

(back-dated due to late posting and multiple posts)

3rd week in Pondi. Noticeable in several ways; I'm starting to feel at home in Pondi, and at the same time I miss home, and I miss Japan (and terribly so!).  

I received a question of why I didn't write last week. Several reasons I guess. I missed having some photos on my blog (1), and was too tired to write anything coherent (2), and when thinking of what to write I had no idea where to start (3). 

Last week & weekend I was busy reading up on the readings for this week’s lectures, being social, research group work and finding group members for the group assignment. I spent mot of the Sunday reading, but in the evening Amali, Odilia and I went to the beach promenade to see the Ganesh Puja; a festival to the god Ganesh, where they throw the Ganesh figures in the sea on the festival’s last day. 

 3-week’s crisis, exhaustion, more pictures, travel desires, extracurricular courses, still haven’t fixed my saree, or bought Punjabi. Slow. Discoveries in town – everyone discover things close to each other’s houses. Daydreaming, missing Japan, feeling gradually more academic – feels wonderful, still no idea of what I want to do when I get home (for a job, that is), Mr. Gecko –our pet lizard that eat flies (flies that bites us!). We love him.

I'm still overwhelmed by all the impressions we get all day everyday here. 

Just riding the bus to school every morning is an adventure in itself, all the sounds, all the images that flies by as we fly by them, the different routes are getting a little familiar, but still challenges every sense of direction you (I) had to begin with. Children going to school, groups of teenage girls bicycling, auto-rickshaws full of 6 year old school boys, long lanes of children of all ages walking to their school bus, in the narrow zone between parked motorbikes and the rushing traffic. Safety in numbers applies even here. Wandering buffaloes seem to mind the traffic even less than the school kids and wander about ignoring the honking cars and autos. (Auto = auto-rickshaw, which is not the same as a rickshaw – the manual bicycle with extra seats)

One of the streets today was covered in posters and banners and ribbons in the colour of one of the local political parties today. We could hardly see the sky through all the decorations.
 
Bollywood dancing – sooo much fun! Not so much bollywood yet, but we have started learning some basic steps used for opening any dance performance. I think we did well the first class for being 100% beginners.

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I left my blog post here and forgot it in the middle of packing my bag for a spontaneous weekend-trip to Bangalore. That story continues in the next blog post. :)

An update!

Wow... more than a month since I blogged last... Seems the blog went on hiatus in June and the beginning of July; sorry 'about that.

At least I'm a little better than a friend of mine whose last blog posts were named "Long time no Blogging", "Innlegg schinnlegg" and "Hisashiburi" (japanese equivalent of "long time no see!") before the long silence... When I no longer intend to keep this blog I will announce it, I promise.

Since last post I've been in Okinawa for a week (which was great!), occupied with new classes, and then hit by an apathy-spell lasting the rest of the rain-season (which is June). First of July came and went, and the sunshine returned about the same time, hopefully to help me I kicking the apathy away now that it's just 3 weeks until the final exams (eeeeek!).

I guess I could write some words about Okinawa and my first Karaoke-experience (after living 9 months in Japan...), but apart from that June/rain season was nothing but curtains of rain and fog. You didn't miss much.

July so far has been lovely, but is now turning into living he**. The sun is shining, temperatures usually lies around 28-30 degrees, and the humidity from 50% to 80%; making everyday life a list of priorities revolving around finding shade, getting enough fluids, air condition, etc. Temperatures and high humidity makes it hard to focus on the upcoming exams, even though, or perhaps just because it's only 3 weeks left. The end is near.

This sounds very ominous, but it's true; It's just a month until I'm back in the mother country. My mind is (unfortunately) more preoccupied with what has to be done (packing, traveling, socializing, etc.) before departure rather than cramming for exams...

I foresee few (if any) blog posts the next month; I will try to post once more before I'm heading home, but I cannot promise anything. When things start to happen here everything happens at once...

Djaa ne!

post-17th celebration update

The Norwegian Constitutions Day was May 17th, properly celebrated an' all - blog post coming.
Plastic Tree Concert Review is still being postponed, due to ... well... life.

At the moment I have 2 reports, a Final Exam and a Japanese Midterm Exam looming on the horizon over my head, of course in addition to regular classes (luckily not more than 2 per day) and their homework (not so lucky) and my non-APU readings and writing projects...

+ what social life I can manage to squeeze in between it all!

たいへんだよ・・・・・

But, on a brighter note, there are nice things here too; tea & chat time with the girls, going to ofuro, the occasional dinner with various people, etc.

And in the QuarterBreak I'm going to Okinawa with a small group of friends
(but unfortunately at the same time as a horde of other APU students..)

Yay!

short update

I'm mostly repeating the same old routine up here on the mountain, so there's not that much to say. A few changes though; I've joined a circle (a student group or club or association or whatever) for practicing Japanese, and I've gotten involved in a collaborations for designing a t-shirt for my floor for a "World Festival" we're going to perform at in June. I did say "we", but I'm only contributing to the performance in off-stage activities, like (helping) designing the floor's t-shirt. The artistic challenges that this t-shirt project will let me play with will be a nice break from my other school work.

I've picked up again my Plastic Tree Concert review project, and I will finish and post it at some point. This is as much a promise to myself as to any of you out there, because you've probably lost interest already since I haven't gotten around to it yet, but I really want to write it. It's become my favourite procrastination activity - but I can't afford to procrastinate that much nowadays unfortunately...

other things;
The weather is shifting, awful, windy and rainy yesterday, and today the most beautiful sunshine and pleasant temperatures around 19-22 degrees (a bit cool, almost chilly actually, compared to last week). The view was clear enough that we could see to Shikoku - a fact I find very romantic. The view is one of the major things I'm going to miss from APU.

Middle left: The Kunisaki Peninsula,
Center Background: the tip of Sadamisaki Peninsula, Shikoku

And here are some more or less random pictures from Campus - taken with my phone so please excuse the quality...

1-2: Daffy and Donald (Look Aunt B! Donald in Japan!)
3-4: The invisible man, and alternative vases at the Osaka Ferry
5-6: Cake, and how to make animal figures out of sausages
7: Another proof there are fancy things in Japanese supermarkets
8: The Exoticness of APU - an Asian performance the amphitheater, lacrosse practice in the sports field in the middle background, and then view of Beppu and Oita
9-10: Random cool car in Beppu, and how APU teach hirgana to new students
11-12: Fantastic flowers blooming outside AP House
13-14: Sunset view from the APH bridge, and Christina noticing the price of pasta screws.
(100 yen ≈ 1 USD or 5NOK, you do the math...)

Majimena-mode strikes back

I'm cancelling all non-homework activities this weekend, even tonights' party plans that I confirmed yesterday. I feel bad for doing this again, but I have to prioritize what is important. Socializing is important too, and might be just as, or even more, important than mere tests; the social life here is the foundation of close friendships and future international contacts.

But: I have 2 tests, a presentation and a mid-term next week... And when I got back my last Japanese test, my teacher commented "this is not so good..."; Implied meaning; this is bad (≈ you suck). Good results for the next test (kanji, kanji, and more kanji) will be the foundation of good results of the 2nd test (text with a lot of kanji), and studying for both will aid my preparations for my presentation. And then there's the mid-term exam...

The presentation is an interesting piece in itself; "Present a product your hometown is famous for!"
Cecily - "Can I make my presentation about the Vikings?"
Sensei - "No, it has to be about a product."
Cecily - "But, how about the boats the Vikings produced?"
Sensei - "No, that's still history."
Cecily - "... There's a silverware factory...?"
Sensei - "Good! Present how they are famous, and why they're in your hometown!"
Cecily - "...There's really no reason why they chose my hometown..."
Sensei - "Please look it up."
Cecily - "..."

I really have to study for my Japanese tests, and for that I'll have to cancel (my appearance at) tonights party plans. If I went to the party I'd only be thinking of the lost study hours (and there are enough of them already!) and not have fun; resulting in no point in going to the party at all, but spend the time constructively and be happier tomorrow (or possibly next week when I get my tests back).

I have a complete set of arguments and reasons for this, but I still hate cancelling again.. I've been doing this too much lately, but I can't really help it. I hate letting people down.

Do anyone have a cure for the "Good-Girl Syndrome" ? Please call me if you do.

I'm way too serious about school these days, but I am going to deal with it - after I've finished my homework. Then I have quite a project ahead; learning how to find and maintain a good balance of schoolwork, motivation, restitution and social life.

Wish me luck.

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Majimena (Jap. adjective) = serious, earnest, sincere, honest, sober, solemn, but in everyday use it has slightly negative connotations to people being (a little) too serious as opposed to fun-loving.

Random recent quotes (restructured)

"It's yon-ji o'clock"
- 'Yon-ji' means '4 o'clock'. It's four o'clock o'clock then...

"I’m interested in this class, and especially, I’d like to learn how to create HIPHOP music. "
- this quote is taken from the forums of a Sociology class

More from the Sociology class' forum:
Posted by X on -day, at 5:00pm : "Dear sir and everybody, (...)"
Posted by X on -day, at 5:28pm :"Hey! How strange! I found myself answering my own question huh?"

And my favourite so far:
"I don't think it's dangerous, it's just pesticide"
- after spraying down the whole kitchen and half of her neighbour's dinner with said stuff...

"Tourism is a knife which is sharp at both end." - ... ... ... yep... the Sociology class' forum again.



...will be updated as new quotes appear!

Concert review and related stories – Part 1: Prologue

Alternative title: “2 obvious aliens, a circus worth of Goth Rocker fangirls, Jelly Fishes – and Plastic Tree”; a concert review of Plastic Tree’s “Alone Again – Wonderful World” tour concert in Osaka Namba Hatch, April 10th 2008, and related stories.

The decision of going to Osaka was made on impulse upon learning about Plastic Tree’s concert 3 days later.

Wednesday, arrival in Osaka, the day before the concert. Main Activity; Handshaking Event.

Tickets for the handshaking event were sold at a record store morning the same day as the event.

We were early and the store hadn’t opened (calculated, on our part), so we decided it would be more comfortable to wait in the nearby park.

Rounding the corner we saw, not a group, but a row, of people in unordinary clothes standing side by side. This neat, but apparently unorganized (and perhaps spontaneous?) line was to us a very puzzling phenomenon. There were no signs or markings and no apparent people “in charge” to organize the line, and the people waiting were all an interesting contrast to the regular park visitors. They were just hanging about, either reading, staring into the air, talking in small groups of two or three – but still clearly in line, even within their small groups – and they were all girls. (Ok, perhaps some guys too, they’re not that visible (or discernible) among the girls here, but the guys were certainly underrepresented.)

Since we weren’t 100% sure if it was an actual (or official) line for the ticket sale, we sat down on a bench a little distance away and observed the whole phenomenon. At 11 (when the store opened) the line started moving so we got up too, and timed so we “accidentally” fell into pace behind the back of the line.

CD singles and tickets were bought, and then we just had to fill time until the actual event 7 hours later.

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The handshaking event itself

The queue was back in the park again, but bigger and flashier. There were girls of all kinds of (at least slightly gothic or rocked up) styles; Punk girls (modern & moderate ones), Rocker girls, Goth, and a surprising number of Lolitas of different kinds (see: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lolita_Fashion). We felt really out of place – even with heavy make-up.

We had early numbers on our tickets so we got in with the first batch of people even though we came only just in time for the opening.

We were ushered into a room about half the size of an average classroom, into a new queue waiting for the band. Surrounded by nervous whisperings high expectations and giddiness from the crowd in general, I got caught in the mood too. I didn’t really care if I met them or not; I was there for the music, and to them I’d only become a fleeting impression at best – one of hundreds of fans they’ve met. (Nika cared though.) Still, since we were there and all, it was kind of fun being the only westerners/white people there. Especially when it was out turn to greet the band (well, the vocalist and the bandleader); to most of the fans they shook their hands and thanked them (for their support I assume – they said mostly just “arigatou gozaimasu” - meaning "thank you"), but Nika and I received longer handshakes and a “thank you very much, please continue to listen to our music”. I have to rely on Nika for the translation; because I didn’t expect them to say more than “thank you” I was quite baffled when the vocalist kept holding my hand while saying stuff in Japanese…

And then it was finished. The girls were so happy, one couldn’t stop smiling, and the other had to dry away a few tears. Segments of the line was still waiting in the park, waiting for their turn, new people were ushered inside in small groups, and the people coming out from the event was asked to move away to avoid crowds (everything was nicely organized, very Japanese).

Afterwards we went to the Dotonburi in Namba and ate Okomiyaki, and talked and talked and talked about the evening’s experiences, and how they were perceived, or possibly perceived, by us and all other people possibly present, etc. before heading back to our hotels.

Part 2 coming soon (hopefully).

Status report

Writings:
Concert review and related stories - part 1 - is now in a process of editing. Will be posted by Monday.

School:
So-so. I was a really, really, good student last week, but not so much this week. Hope to remedy this next week. My courses are still interesting (even the seemingly boring one), but I have to study better for my next kanji quiz.

Social life:
I'm way too social, and yet not social enough.

Other:
I still have many half-finished (or half-started) projects. I still want to do everything - including sleeping in on Sundays.

I'm making Norwegian rice porridge on Sunday, partly for my Norwegian classmate's birthday, partly because I want it myself, and partly because I cooked way too much rice here the other day and need/want to get rid of it...


Comments still appreciated yo!
("yo" here: Japanese sentence suffix indicating a sense of imperativity in the general meaning of " (...) I tell you!" def./expln. by Cecily)

A little Plastic Tree, and how I decided to go to Osaka

I have several windows of YouTube open now, acting as improvisory music station, enabling me to listen to all the Plastic Tree songs I didn’t know about until last Thursday. I have to buy all their CDs so I can listen to all their songs… It’s "only" twelve albums… Oh, where to start…

We were sitting in my room, me and my friend. We were trying to choose a CD to listen to, when my friend said he had a burnt CD with some J-Rock band he’d found on the ‘net. Maybe I’d like it, Japan fan & rock music fan as I am. As I liked the band, and my CD collection at the time was rather limited, he told me to keep the CD; Plastic Tree, unknown album name, all tracks named “track 01”, “track 02” etc.

4 years later, still, none of my Japanese friends have ever heard of Plastic Tree, at least until I mentioned them.

Last weekend I passed on my minimal collection of PT songs to a friend in the dormitory (Goji), in order to give him an alternative band to listen to other than just Asian Kung Fu Generation (which I also like, but… not *every* day…and not *only* AKFG).

Later the same evening, Goji, and another friend of mine (Nika), had a conversation along these lines:

Nika: I’m going to Osaka to see a band called Plastic Tree
Goji: Yes, I’ve heard of them
Nika: Yes, I gave you some of their song earlier on a mixed CD.
Goji: No, Cecily gave it to me today…
Nika: Whuh?!? Another Plastic Tree fan? Here in the dorms? Are you serious?!?

The evening after I met Nika by accident and Nika revealed that she too is a fan of PT, and during our conversation about the rarity of PT fans (or apparent PT fans), she mentioned that she was going to their concert in Osaka on the coming Thursday. I immediately decided that if there was concert tickets left I would go too –a decision I do not regret.

I got my ticket Monday, and took the night ferry from Beppu to Osaka Tuesday, arriving I Osaka 6:30 Wednesday morning. And returned home to the dorms this morning -tired, but too happy to stop smiling.

Coming soon:
Review: Plastic Tree, Osaka Namba Hatch April 10^th 2008
Other Stories from Osaka

Welcome to 2008

Happy New Year!
I might be a little late, but it's still my first blog post of the new year. It seems I might have more English speaking (reading) audience so I'll try to write more in English to reach everyone. The occasional Norwegian post will occur, of course.

Last post left of evening December 30th, so I'll recount the rest of my New Year trip from New Years Eve, hopefully in shorter terms.

December 31st
Went shopping as planned, explored the popular shopping area Tenjin all day. No time or energy for touristy activities in between. In the evening we were hanging out at McD's (since everything else closed at 6pm), passing time until we thought it would be a good time to find a restaurant. We turned out to be wrong, the few restaurants that weren't closed already were full. So we ended up at another McD's.

Back at the hostel V* disappeared off to Skype* with her BF* and I was left alone for the saddest New Years Eve ever; Feeling a little lonely at midnight I logged onto MSN to say Happy New Year to whomever was online. Welcome to 2008.
(* V = Vanessa, Skype = Internet chat and/or telephone, BF = Boyfriend)

January 1st
Rose early to go shopping with V and her friend Tammy -both eager to get the popular New Year -surprise bags from the mall. I was mainly tagging along with them, observing the shopping frenzy of the New Year Sales, while the girls were shopping more seriously. Tammy even bought another suitcase for her shoppings. Throughout the day the girls started talking more and more in Chinese (they are both Chinese-Australian). I didn't mind at first, until they started making decisions, of where to go and what to do and such, in Chinese and then announce it to me in English, then continue in Chinese and changing their minds -not announcing the change of heart to me. When we split up that afternoon I was relieved to be on my own, not needing to guess what our next actions might be. (V had to return earlier than planned due to an unexpected HW*-deadline.) I returned to the hostel, slept, went out to get food, and then sat in the common room and chatted with random people (= random American, David or Adam...) before heading back to bed. (*HW = homework)

January 2nd
Slept in, slept off 3 days' worth of travel & shopping exhaustion. Finally managed to get out of the hostel at noon, heading for Dazaifu, not really knowing where it was, how to get there or how long it would take. A small map in my Lonely Planet revealed that I could get there via Tenjin station, so I went there first, and then followed the signs that took me to the right ticket counter and train platform. I had to transfer trains once, but the stations were clearly marked an announced. Met a lovely family on the packed trains, spent 10 min talking to the wife (in Japanese!) before we arrived in Dazaifu. Lost the nice family less than 30 sec after the train stopped because of the crowds -which were massive! People everywhere.

I decided to only take a short route through a small part of Dazaifu, seeing the closest temples/shrines and the Kyushu National Museum. At one point the crowd slowed to a syrupy pace, and when it slowly moved through the torii (temple/shrine gate) I realized that the crowd had become the queue to enter the shrine. I don't know if it really was to enter the shrine, because I left the queue as soon as I was able to and took a detour to the less crowded museum. Really good museum, spent a couple of hours there before heading back to the station and to Fukuoka. Passing the temple again (from the other side) on my way to the station I snapped a few pictures of the queue, which was still as long as when I'd passed there earlier.

Back in Hakata I decided to chill out at Starbucks with a coffee and writing travel notes for a few hours before returning to the hostel. In the common room I sat down in the couch to write, but ended up chatting with Kate from Australia for 2 1/2 hrs instead. I love meeting people this way.


January 3rd
Walked around Hakata and Canal City exploring the side streets (i.e. not the shopping malls)
and minor tourist spots. Ended up in an almost secret Japanese style garden and then in a Tea Ceremony house. I totally loved the garden and the tea ceremony-people, they were lovely, and apparently they adored me for stuttering as best I could in Japanese. Moving on, I passed by Canal City (the mall) again, walked by and through a temple area (and got a new calligraphy for my jinja-book! Ureshii!) and then I found Fukuoka Museum of Modern Asian art. Lucky for me they had huge posters, or I would never have found it; it's located on the 7th floor of a (random?) building. Having satisfied my culture-quota I returned to Hakata to find my bus back to Beppu.

It was nice and interesting to travel with Vanessa, and I had a few wonderful days on my own, but finally back at campus, I entered my room thinking "I can't remember it being this nice!".



...and then I'm almost up to date on my blogging. (^_^)v

(Pictures will be up shortly, both for this post and the previous one!)

Reisefot og Nyttaarsfeiringer

Juleferie. Saa istedet for aa sitte paa campus 2 livloese uker bestemte jeg jeg meg for aa reise igjen. Det er jo delvis derfor jeg er her. Forrige ferie/break reiste jeg til Hiroshima 5 dager, denne gangen ble det Nagasaki 1 1/2, og Fukuoka 3 1/2 dag. Nagasaki var ikke spes spennende. Ikke har vi vaert heldige med vaeret saalangt heller.

Ankomst Nagasaki. Etter aa ha rotet oss bort (jeg og venninnen min) i forsoeket paa aa finne minshuku'et (pensjonatet) vi bodde paa fant vi omsider frem etter 50 min trasking. Det lengste vi gikk den kveldebn var fra minshuku'et og til Mos Burger og tilbake til rommet vart. Dagen etter paa moette vi en kamerat fra campus (en native Nagasakier) og dro han med rundt til alle turiststedene bare for aa snu ved inngangen da de 1 saa kjedelige ut, og 2 var dyre. "Is it worth it (the entrance fee)?" var et meget repetert spm etter 10~15 min traving gjennom Nagasakis gater fra det ene turistmaalet til det neste. Da vi mente vi hadde sett nok ruslet vi rundt kjoepesentrene og chattet om loest og fast. Vi ble sittende paa Starbucks nesten 4 timer, og deretter gikk vi til middag. Vi hadde nok blitt sittende og skravle der ogsaa hadde vi ikke blitt kastet ut da de stengte kl. 22. Klarte aa finne hjem paa foerste forsoek. Yokatta (heldigvis).

Fukuoka, ankomst/dag 1:Reiste tidlig fra Nagasaki, fikk sitteplass paa toget og greier (hvilket vi ikke fikk pa vei *til* Nagasaki). Kom tidligere enn vi kunne sjekke inn paa ungdomsherberget vaart, saa vi trasket rundt stasjonskjoepesenteret for aa finne lunsj, og etterpaa gikk vi for aa finne templer ~i kulde, bitende vind og tidvis hagl. Venninnen min var glad hun kunne bruke meg som "vestlig / gaijin alibi" da vi tok bilder i et tempel uten aa ha lagt merke til "foto forbudt" skiltet.. Venninnen min har kinesisk familie saa alle tror hun snakker japansk siden hun ser asiatisk ut. Fordommene mot meg derimot er at jeg er en intetanende "Westerner", uansett hvor jeg opprinnelig kommer fra. Jeg mistenker de fleste her tror jeg er amerikansk.

Etter tempelvandringen gikk vi for aa finne ungdomsherberget, og etter en liten hvil gikk vi for aa spise middag. Daarligste middagen jeg noensinne har betalt saa mye for. Vi oppdaget da vi skulle betale at de tok betalt for en "seteavgift", bare for aa sitte der, i tillegg til at de tok betalt for riskjeks vi ikke hadde bestilt, pluss en egen serviceavgift -for en service vi absolutt ikke mener vi fikk. Maten kom sent, maten kom paa forskjellige tidspunkt saa vi hadde klald ris til resten av maaltidet, som foroevrig var knoettlite. I tillegg ryddet de selektivt; de tok noen av tallerknene vaare, men ikke alt, osv. Vi gaar ikke tilbake til den kjeden noengan iaf. Det er jeg rimelig sikker paa.

Etter middag har vi bare hengt her paa ungdomsherberget, de har kjoekken for aapen bruk og fri internettilgang. Imorgen tenker jeg det blir shopping/vindushopping, mulig det blir tid til noen turistaktiviteter innimellom. Vi tar det litt som detkommer, og det er igrunnen veldig aalreit. Haaper paa aa faa med meg hvordan japanerene feirer Nyttaar, men venninnen min er ikke saa glad i templer saa jeg maa nok moderere interessen min noen hakk. Noe haaper jeg da vi faar til likevel. :)

Naa har jeg skrevet altfor lenge!　Haaper alle har hatt en fin jul og faar et riktig godt 2008!

(Crossposted on LJ)

Advent i Japan 2007

Årets Julekalender, fra 1. til 24. desember. Yoroshiku!


1. Desember: Homemade Holiday Cards (Japanese Style)

2. Desember: Ladybug Visiting


3. Desember: Memories


4. Desember: Random Chocolate


5. Desember: Artistic Intentions


6. Desember: Lasting Light (bambuslyktutstilling på campus)


7. Desember: Performance


8. Desember: Letter from Home


9. Desember: New Flowers


10. Desember: Random Candy


11. Desember: Wachifield - New Toy/Decoration


12. Desember: The Love of New Boots


13. Desember: HW Procrastination


14. Desember: Dancers on Stage


15. Desember: Sunny Weather (although it doesn't feel like December)


16. Desember: Random Gift


17. Desember: A Faithful Friend in HW


18. Desember: The Joy of TV


19. Desember: The Best Bus Rides


20. Desember: The Benriness of Pre-portioned Food


21. Desember: Energetic Dancer


22. Desember: A False Sensation of Snow


23. Desember: Christmas Decorations


24. Desember: Christmas Dinner

Comments are appreciated.

Turist i Beppu: Mt. Takasaki

Bakgrunnen for hvorfor akvariet ble kalt "Sjøegget" kjenner jeg ikke, men Mt. Takasakis kallenavn "Monkey Mountain" kommer fra de ville apestammene som lever i fjellsidene på Mt. Takasaki. Hele fjellet er tilholdssted for de ville apene, men det er laget til et "observasjonspunkt" ved et lite tempel i fjellsiden vendt mot sjøen. Der mater de apene en gang om dagen, og man kan rusle rundt blant apene som vandrer fritt over hele området.

Siden er er snakk om ville dyr har de noen sikkerhetsregler for oppførsel slik at man ikke skal terge på seg apene:

1. Ikke ta på dem.
2. Ikke se dem i øynene
3. Ikke jag dem
4. Ikke ert dem
5. Ikke mat dem

Vi overlevde turen uten apeangrep, og her er bildene:

1) og 2) De første apene vi så var på broen fra Umitamago

3) Gutta ivrig på vei over broa


4) og 5) Apestatuer


6) Ape med baby
7) Ape som hviler i skyggen


Mennesker som poserer ved siden av apene.
8) Meg og aper
9) Jeg, Lo, en tilfeldig japansk unge og en ape

10) Ape som løp over foten min

Umitamago og Mt. Takasaki var en passe avslappende heldagsutflukt, med litt tid til overs. Vi tok bussen til Oita og kikket på noen av kjøpesentrene der til de stengte kort tid etterpå, og så gikk vi og spiste på en Izakaya -en særgenen japansk restauranttype. Da vi kom tilbake til Beppu rakk vi akkurat siste bussen opp til campus. Flaks, siden ingen av oss hadde lært oss busstabellen på det tidspunktet...