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.


Posted in butt munch, Japan, puke in my mouth, sick sad world by spookylove on August 7, 2010

Today I got sunburn on the middle of my legs, and they are currently burning like two fiery bitches. I also found out that instead of having this Monday off before Obon Week starts, I now have to go cover some fucking teacher in fucking Chiba because of fucking personal reasons. Chiba will take at least 2 hours to reach by about 7 trains. Each way. Maybe it’s the sunburn talking, but I am as hot as balls and not amused.



Posted in Japan, puke in my mouth, sick sad world by spookylove on July 22, 2010

Girl won. Barely.

It happened yesterday and I’m still traumatized.

Am so over this, I’m sweating like some kind of sweat-beast and then a cockroach runs at me?? With murder in its eyes?? Japan, you suck. The entire insect world (but mainly cockroaches and cicadas) you also suck. I’m hoping he was a lone ranger looking for refreshment on the 3rd floor, NOTHING FOR YOU IN HERE SONNY.

FYI Never plan to visit Japan in the months of July and August. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.