Yo dawg I heard you like airports so I put an airport in your airport so you can airport while you airport

Posted in bunnies and kittens, butt munch, Japan, love, puke in my mouth, sick sad world, yum by spookylove on August 27, 2010

Hmm. Packing up an entire apartment is hard enough when you’re just moving to a nearby town. Doing it alone, to move back halfway across the world is proving harder than I thought it would. Who knew a girl could accumulate this much stuff? I’m making good friends at the JP Post Office.

My last week at work is going well, but I do feel sad. Yesterday I was given 4 bunches of flowers, and today I was given 6 bunches of flowers, SIX! That made me feel special and also kind of like a contestant on Miss World. I felt like I should have been wearing a sash and a crown. I also have a bunch of letters and photos, and today one of the mums baked me a loaf of bread?! Insanely sweet of her, I’m eating it right now and it’s a damn fine loaf. I was all nice and friendly earlier, and handed out my flowers to various people, I now have 4 bunches left, they are making my pathetic bare apartment look hospitable.

Plans for my last weekend include a baseball game and maybe a trip to the beach, once I finish work on Tuesday I will be making a last whirlwind tour of Tokyo for a couple of days. That makes my belly crunch up, is this really happening? AM I REALLY COMING HOME? Maybe I could get “lost” in the airport at Abu Dhabi.

I’m exhausted.




Posted in bunnies and kittens, Japan, puke in my mouth by spookylove on August 13, 2010

I can tell you right now, I didn’t run. It took 9 hours to climb up that sonofabitch mountain and 4 hours to come back down again, but I did it, I climbed the highest mountain in Japan.

I didn’t enjoy it, but I did it and my mum is proud and that’s enough for me.

We climbed from about half 6 in the evening so about an hour into the climb I got to sport a head torch. Head torches are fun, except mine was too loose and kept sliding down and covering my eyes, LIKE A PRO. No one told me this, but it wasn’t just a steep walk up some kind of mega hill, OH NO SONNY it was 9 hours of rock climbing, in the dark. I mean actual clinging to rocks with my hands and feet with only a head torch lighting the way. I cried several times, out of fear. It was extremely scary and fucking dangerous and I shouldn’t have done it. Because of the high altitude it’s advised you inhale oxygen to combat sickness, everyone is affected by this on different levels. I didn’t throw up but there were times when I felt extremely dizzy and at a point I remember swearing at the mountain and making up my own language to do so, I think this was 6 hours in and I had hit my wall of pain and crazy.

The sun rise was beautiful and we got to sit in a heated hut afterwards, I can remember vaguely screaming hello at the boy sitting next to me and then telling Charlene loudly that his friend was beautiful and then I had a hot chocolate. Clouds are extremely pretty and interesting from above, I think I enjoyed watching those more than the sun rise. As we were climbing up it was still dark and we saw fireworks going off down below, it gave me goosebumps.

The descent was no more fun than going up, basically a 4 hour skid down zig zagging steep paths filled with volcanic ash. I fell over multiple times and landed on my butt, and I had a moment where I somehow gained momentum and ended up running down because I couldn’t stop and a Japanese guy was waving his arms at me telling me to “STOP” and I was shouting back ” I CAN’T STOP?!! I CAN’T STOP!” and then I ran directly into him and fell down. I don’t think he liked that.

It’s now 2 days after, and my bum and feet and thighs still haven’t returned to normal, I think they are staging a protest. I’m dragging them to a museum tomorrow though whether they like it or not because I found out the most famous dog in Japan, Hachiko (he has a memorial at the Shibuya scramble crossing) is in a science museum in Tokyo. Stuffed! That’s something I genuinely want to see.

Off the subject of Japan for an instant, Facebook. I got friend requested by some boy from school, I assumed he simply wanted to lurk and declined the request. Now he’s sent me a kind of aggressive email asking why I haven’t accepted. I really want to reply back with “BECAUSE WE AREN’T FRIENDS YOU LOSER BUTT MUNCH AND THE LAST TIME YOU SPOKE TO ME YOU ALSO KNOCKED MY CHAIR OVER SO YOU COULD LOOK AT MY KNICKERS”. Because obviously I won’t actually send that, at least it’s here so I can be reminded of what I would have said if I had the balls of a young Robert De Niro.


What are you doing here, honey? You’re not even old enough to know how bad life gets.

Posted in bunnies and kittens, Japan, love, yum by spookylove on August 5, 2010

I would say this is an excuse to show off my new flannels. I don’t think I ever took flannels seriously before I came to Japan. Or even thought about them in any capacity. Japan has made me appreciate the small face towel for what it can be, a stylish sweat buster! I think this might be the start of a Vivienne Westwood flannel collection. NOW DO YOU THINK FLANNELS ARE COOL?


on the other side

Posted in bunnies and kittens, Japan, love, sick sad world by spookylove on August 5, 2010

This time in 4 weeks I’ll be home.


I’m Bill Murray, you’re everybody else.

Posted in bunnies and kittens, Japan, love, yum by spookylove on August 1, 2010

I may find my friend annoying, but she sure knows how to fill my belly. We ate so much sashimi. Sachi’s family have their own way of eating this, instead of putting the nori/sticky rice/raw fish together beforehand, they had it all set out so we could make our own. Which I loved because it meant I got to add all the soy sauce and wasabi my little salty heart could ever desire.

Then we had tempura, aka FOOD OF ZEUS.

By this point I had entered into a food coma but they just kept on bringing out more food. Charlene and I kept on making sick faces at each other, it was a good sick feeling though. The same one you get after eating Nutella out of the jarWHATINEVERDOTHAT.

We bought her parents a gift, but were running quite late so ended up buying a plant from our local florist. By florist I mean stall with 4 half-dead plants on it. The guy stapled some cellophane to the plant after we told him it was a gift. I had to walk away from the stall because I was giggling too much, I just can’t act cool. We got a gift in return, a set of chopsticks/holder/mat and a fan. It made me regret the whole stapled plant debacle.

I loved her parents. They made me point out where I lived in the UK on some really old map, I couldn’t quite find Essex, so I made a vague gesture and they probably think I live somewhere in the vicinity of Surrey.


Someday, you will ache like I ache

Posted in bunnies and kittens, Japan by spookylove on July 19, 2010


Posted in bunnies and kittens, Japan by spookylove on July 3, 2010

Two of my tiny tiny kiddie classes. From what has been called the worst kindergarten in the Tokyo branch. It’s actually become my favourite, they clearly hate being there just as much as I do so it allows us all to cut loose and have a good riotous time:

This is so bad it’s gone past good and back to bad again

Posted in bunnies and kittens, Japan, sick sad world by spookylove on June 30, 2010

This job is the worst. Teaching is the worst. I made a 7 year old girl cry today, I got so frustrated at her because she’s a total airhead and does that thing where she’ll answer a second later than the other kid and spend the rest of the time melodramatically spread out across the table, day dreaming. Ugh, did I mention she was 7? And also has one arm in a sling? No sympathy for a one armed kid…I think I lack the compassion to be a teacher. Or to work with other humans in any capacity.

See? I’m going insane. Get me a job in a small room with a monkey at my side.

I’m making a list of squeeze-every-last-experience-out-of-Japan things to do here, this is my list so far:

Go to Kyoto – Kyoto is about 2 hours away from me on the Shinkansen, I’m going to stay in a hostel for a couple of days to sight see. Kyoto is the oldest part of Japan, and is basically historic temple and geisha heaven. Plan to do this next month when we have a long weekend.

Climb Mt. Fuji – Maybe late July? I need to um, train myself to stand up for longer than an hour. TRAINING MONTAGE. I’m excited about the hiking outfit, cute boots. We plan to do this overnight so we can watch the sun rise from the top of Mt. Fuji. It’s supposed to take the average person 6 hours to climb. I will allow myself 2 days, or will look into hiring a personal Sherpa to drag my lifeless body up the mountain.

Sapporo, Hokkaido – Planning to get a flight up north to Hokkaido in Obon week, our week long holiday in August. Very excited about this, Hokkaido is like a dream place for me for some reason.

These are the big events. I’m also making a list of local places I haven’t explored thoroughly, like Asakusa, Shimo-Kitazawa, Akihabara (Electric Town) Hakone and other places away from Tokyo itself. I feel scared to come home. At least I won’t have to teach moronic children the months of the year at home. Hurray.



Posted in bunnies and kittens, Japan, love by spookylove on June 20, 2010

I bought a Hello Kitty sandwich maker today. Yes, I actually paid money for this. You won’t mock me once I’ve made you a Hello Kitty embossed tuna sandwich.

I found a Hello Kitty pancake booth at my local food hall:

This video just plain disturbs me, Why does Hello Kitty have a mouth? Why is Hello Kitty so annoying with a mouth? And why does the old lady get defeated by a snowman?

For me, it’s like I’ve just given birth to my own baby girl, except she’s like a big giant girl who smokes and says “shit” a lot. You know?

Posted in bunnies and kittens, Japan, love by spookylove on June 11, 2010