Friday night, I'm sitting on the sofa writing this singing songs...I'm totally baked.
Toe-Colo-day, I think I'm lucky that I'm not a native speaker of English. Because it's very interesting to learn foreign languages. I'm talking about developing process by interaction with other people, not English conversation schools or compulsory education in Japan (I don't mean disrespect for them though). Having said that, I don't have the courage to talk to English speaking people...
In March(or April), 2014, I started instagram because I wanted to put a photo into my album of iPhone, which I found online...maybe I googled 'I-ma-so-ra' which means how the sky is now. I got interested in the photos a girl posted and followed her. You know, I'm a donut crazy, so I decided to fill my page with donuts. Soon a man made some comments on my photos and sent me a message in English. I got so excited about this. So excited that I visited him in Berlin. Some people (I don't have so many friends but) said, 'Whatahell, don't do that!'. But but but my roommate at that time said to me, 'It would be interesting and meaningful if you want to'. He is independent and reliable (sometimes too independent, I think). He also experienced living in Canada for a year when he was in graduate school in Japan. He told me about one of his friends who was from the country where the Civil War never ends...he is politically aggressive online but still living the same daily life with his multinational friends. He also said, 'Well, after all we're all the same in a sense.' That's why I wanted to meet someone who sent me a message.
In the beginning, I was really concerned about how I sounded like if I sent a message or facetimed him. Soon I noticed it wouldn't work out if I worried too much when we were talking about trivial things like where we should go to get the best donut in the world. Having said that, he can speak Japanese quite well, that's why my English is still not good at all in talking and listening. Writing English is not as difficult as talking for my TOEIC score (if native speakers read this, they think many parts of this article feel so strange though).
But I think it's very interesting to misunderstand eace other. It's more likely that we won't try hard to communicate better if it's only between Japanese people. I have no choice to show my feeling, sometimes too strongly. For me who generally care too much what other people (even my family) would say about me, it's collapse of myself...like orgasm!!
Toe-Colo-day, I think I'm lucky that I'm not a native speaker of English. Because it's very interesting to learn foreign languages. I'm talking about developing process by interaction with other people, not English conversation schools or compulsory education in Japan (I don't mean disrespect for them though). Having said that, I don't have the courage to talk to English speaking people...
In March(or April), 2014, I started instagram because I wanted to put a photo into my album of iPhone, which I found online...maybe I googled 'I-ma-so-ra' which means how the sky is now. I got interested in the photos a girl posted and followed her. You know, I'm a donut crazy, so I decided to fill my page with donuts. Soon a man made some comments on my photos and sent me a message in English. I got so excited about this. So excited that I visited him in Berlin. Some people (I don't have so many friends but) said, 'Whatahell, don't do that!'. But but but my roommate at that time said to me, 'It would be interesting and meaningful if you want to'. He is independent and reliable (sometimes too independent, I think). He also experienced living in Canada for a year when he was in graduate school in Japan. He told me about one of his friends who was from the country where the Civil War never ends...he is politically aggressive online but still living the same daily life with his multinational friends. He also said, 'Well, after all we're all the same in a sense.' That's why I wanted to meet someone who sent me a message.
In the beginning, I was really concerned about how I sounded like if I sent a message or facetimed him. Soon I noticed it wouldn't work out if I worried too much when we were talking about trivial things like where we should go to get the best donut in the world. Having said that, he can speak Japanese quite well, that's why my English is still not good at all in talking and listening. Writing English is not as difficult as talking for my TOEIC score (if native speakers read this, they think many parts of this article feel so strange though).
But I think it's very interesting to misunderstand eace other. It's more likely that we won't try hard to communicate better if it's only between Japanese people. I have no choice to show my feeling, sometimes too strongly. For me who generally care too much what other people (even my family) would say about me, it's collapse of myself...like orgasm!!
me and my mom (she's very low because of a bee sting right before leaving for Germany. And yes, I'm definitely drunk)
me and my roommate (I'm pinching his limb, I don't know why)
me and Jackson (BTW where is this elevator?)
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