Not too long now :D,

about 5 more days, `till the much awaited day that FF13 hits the shelves :D I`ve been looking forward to it for some time now, and Square enix, the moneyhungry fiends that they are, released some celebratory soda cans, much like they did for the last couple of editions. Ofcourse the FF-fanboy that is me needed to buy them, so here is the 1st series, with the second one undoubtly soon to follow :>

brain fuds

ふつう剣を手にいれた！

hi gais!

Time has been going so fast lately :O hard to believe I`ve been here for about 2.5 months now! The classes are steadily but surely increasing in difficulty :O but it`s been fun enough :D I will also have to debate on wether or not english should be thought amongst school children from the age of 8 (they SHAN`T, i do declare!) and write about Hikkikomori, seeing as that`s a topic on which i have quite some interest it shouldn`T be to much of a chore :D
While school has been going well it can be somewhat dull sometimes, mainly because i`m not used to the wake up at 7 routine) so in order to liven things up a bit I bought a tv together with Els which is still in my room for the moment but will eventually find its way to her room (or so I`d liek her to believe :3)
So what`s a tv without games, i hear you say? Well, not much i daresay! seeing i can`t really use get any TV broadcast in my room :D And seeing as Els her PS3 is here anyway, might as well get some games! Lately I`ve been playing Bayonetta which is heaps of fun but waaay to short, and as of today 3D ドットゲームヒーローズ（3d dot game heroes) which for anyone who has EVER played any oldschool RPG is one nice old ride through memory lane :D it`s basically the same as any old rpg (the bomb/arrow/gold division seems very Link-esque) but in 3D. yes, that`s right. It`s completely and utterly epic, even down to the way enemies disintegrate into little cubes once you chop em up and the 8-bit tunes :D

Also I`ve been playing the 逆転裁判 (Phoenix wright) games for a bit, and they are quite fun offcourse, albeit i can`T seem to focus to much on em so It takes me weeks to finish a single chapter.
In the light of keeping up with my reading I`ve pretty much finished the second volume of the first law trilogy by Joe Abercrombie, which is \GREAT1!!And should be read by all. sooooooooooo, that`s about it for now! I will probably be updating shortly seeing as we are free from class for a couple of days starting wednesday :D
bai!

update :D

Here`s an update about my time in Kyoto :D I`ve had little time to post so far :/ It`s all so hectic!
The classes have been really fun, maybe a bit slow at times but fun nevertheless :D Outside of classes I`ve joined a circle in which foreign and Japanese students come together and talk in English, they also have partys and stuff :D so should be fun!
I`ve had some 語学交換 meetings too, and those were good and helpfull to my spoken Japanese too :D! I just need more energies to keep up with this stuff @-@
Also, Els borrowed my camera so at least now I`ve got an excuse not to make pictures :p

殺し屋ですのよ

The following text was used in our reading class, and being an enjoyable story I opted to get some translating excercise out if it : D

殺し屋ですのよ。
星新一
I`m an assassin

It was a certain country place morning. On a small forest road Mr. N was taking his solitary stroll. Even though the CEO of a large firm, on the weekends Mr. N is devoted to forgetting about his job, taking a walk through the woods. Being there in that refreshing atmosphere, hearing the small birds chirp…
Then, from the shadows of the trees appeared a young woman. Bright clothes, bright make-up. Right then, she spoke with a benign voice.
‘Good day’
Mr. N`s legs froze up, and he startlingly listened.
‘Who are you? I`m sorry but you don’t seem familiar’
‘Well that would make sense, seeing it`s the first time we meet. Actually, I`ve got an offer.’
‘Who are you again?’
‘If I`d tell you, I`m sure I’d scare you’.
‘I`d doubt it, I`m seldom afraid’
‘I`m an assassin’ she said concisely.
However, from looking at her you would get the impression she would not even be able to kill a single insect.
‘You can’t be serious’ said Mr. N while laughing.
‘I wouldn`t go through all the trouble of waiting up for you at this kind of place if I was lying would I?’ the woman said with a grave voice and a facial expression equally so. Noticing, Mr. N felt a sudden chill and rambled on while turning eerily pale.
‘This wouldn`t be his doing would it? I didn`t expect he`d resort to these kind of cowardly measures, but w-wait! I beg of you, don`t kill me!
When repeating his plea, the woman spoke.
‘I don`t want you to misunderstand, I didn`t come to kill you’.
‘What do you mean? You ambush me from behind a tree, but you`re not here to kill me? Wouldn’t the very killing op people be what your profession is all about?’
‘I wouldn`t want you to jump to such a hasty judgment. Sometimes going out to extend my services is part of my job. This is one of those times. I wonder, if you should have any wish for my services?’
Being ready for the worst, Mr. N sighed with relief.
‘Is that so? You really had me there! However, as of now I have no need for your services’.
‘Is that so? I thought I heard you talk about a certain person before, wouldn`t that be the CEO of G-Company?’
‘Ah, G-Company, well they are our biggest rivals in business. In order to beat them it`s conceivable we`d have to resort to drastic measures. They truly are our rivals in business. In all honesty there`s no reason to think it wouldn`t be in our best interest if he were to die’.
The woman`s eyes glistened and leaned forward.
‘Should I do it for you?’
‘Well, that is a tempting offer..’.
‘If I`d take on the job, I wouldn`t make a single mistake, perfectly accomplishing the task’.
Mr. N looked her over again. She really didn`t look like she would be able to do it. Neither did it look like she had any merciless henchmen. Thinking a while, Mr. N spoke up.
‘I`m sorry but I`m going to have it decline. I`d like to trust you, but there`s no ground for me to trust you, is there? It`d be me downfall if you`d slip up, get caught and your service to me would be made public. Knowing it to be that dangerous, I really have no desire in killing him`.
‘Well, that`s reasonable. However, with just the knowledge from novels and TV-shows you just can`t imagine the workings of an assassin. Using weapons and poison, staging car accidents, easily exposed methods like these just won`t do’.
‘What method would you use?’.
‘A death that doesn`t cry suspicion, I`d give him a natural death’.
Mr. N frowned and started laughing.
‘Don`t kid me! There`s no way to do such a thing. First of all, how would you even begin making him ill?’
‘I could curse him?’
‘That`s even more outrageous! I`m sorry, but are you in your right mind? How could you possibly make him ill through cursing him?’.
As if unaware of his mocking stare, the woman continued speaking.
‘Being old words meant to kill, retelling them wouldn`t do. With the use of ingenious techniques I’d raise the stress through his surroundings, enfeeble his heart and induce his death. According to contemporary medical theories, stress…’
‘Well, this turned into a difficult story all of a sudden. In short, give him a natural death huh? It`s just, I`m still not sure I can trust you. That it could possible go so well’.
Mr. N crossed his arms and tilted his head.
‘As if sensing his thoughts, she said ‘Offering promising stories, take your money and leave it at that. That`s what you`re worried about, huh? But don`t worry, I`d like to reassure you I would readily agree to my compensation after completion. Something like a deposit won`t be necessary’.
‘Well..’
‘Let`s agree on a time limit. I`d like to say I could do it in three months, but if I had some leeway, say, 6 months, I could guarantee a definite success’.
‘You seem to have an awfully lot of confidence, but what would you do at that time? Even though having succeeded in your task, I might not pay. Wouldn`t that distress you?’.
‘I`d make it a point that you do. Knowing fully well my capabilities.’
‘Is that so? Well, alright. Go ahead. If you`d succeed, I will pay you. If not, it`s all the same to me. If you do get caught, please make it so I won`t get entangled, not leaving behind any evidence’.
While deliberately contemplating, Mr. N finally nodded his head.
`Well then, please look forward to my results’
The woman swiftly returned. Looking after her, Mr. N incredulously mumbled to himself ‘There truly are inexplicable people aren`t there..would she really be able to pull it off? Well, there wasn`t any deposit so there`s no harm done even if she`s couldn`t.

Forgetting all about the event, just four months later Mr. N received the news. Without even being treated at the hospital the CEO of G-Company died because of heart ailments. Furthermore, there have been no signs of suspicion nor investigations by the police, and his funeral quietly passed. Some few days after, when Mr. N was on his regular morning walk, that woman from before was waiting. This time it was Mr. N who spoke first.
‘I certainly didn`t expect this kind of capability. Thanks to you it looks like my company is able to overthrow G-Company. Although I still just can`t believe it!’
‘Well, all as agreed to. I`ll accept my compensation now’.
If he decided to refuse payment, he might be made be target..
‘Certainly, as promised, here is your payment’
‘Thank you very much’
As she took his money, she parted from Mr. N, and went to the city. She was quite careful to not leave any traces behind. It would be troubling should her identity be known. At home she changed her clothes, hairstyle and make-up. She altered all of her inconspicuous features, and went to work. In her white dress she made for a magnificent nurse. In fact, the trust among her co-workers was quite deep. Therefore, any question she would ask would readily be answered by the doctors.

‘Doctor, even though he can go home, what state is his condition in?
‘Not good. Frankly, he might have as little as 5 months, 8 at best. But don`t say anything to him or his family, it would grievously shock them’.
‘Of course, I understand..’

She had no intention of telling him or his family. She instead would check the chart for his address, occupation, who bears a grudge for him, or any rivals in business...

Well, today was my first long, but enjoyable(!), day of classes. Besides the usual language classes I had a class of intercultural communications as well as one on Japanese literature :D which was a lot of fun! Speaking of which, we also get to read Japanese literature during our regular classes, which introduced me to 星新一`s 殺し屋ですのよ, a short story collected in ボッコちゃん(1), which I happened to pick up on my way back in the beforementioned Book-off. Being there I was asked if I wanted to use my saved-up Book-off points, which I readily agreed to, so the book plus 2 l` arc en ciel CD`s costed me 62 yen, or about 40 eurocents :`D and seeing as I need to pay for 3 months worth of rent, and the JASSO funds have yet to arrive, any financial gains are well recieved :`D

Song of the day: L`arc~en~Ciel-Caress of Venus

(1)

パイナツプリン

hello :)

Seeing as classes won`t start until monday and I felt like working on my Japanese translating skills a bit, I translated some parts of Yoshimoto Banana`s collective stories 'パイナツプリン', meaning either Pineapple-, or Pinenuts pudding. I`m not sure,but since sources on the internets call it by both, I`ve decided on the better sounding name of Pineapple Pudding.

I`ve actually been starting reading her works since not to long ago when I was told her works are fun to read and, although commercial, supposedly portrayed an image of an changing Japan seen through the eyes of a younger generation. Well, that, and the terrific artwork on the covers, of course.

Undoubtly I have made some errors in the translation itself, and anyone having read this short story is very welcome to show me the error of my ways :`D

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吉本バナナ
パイナツプリン
Pineapple pudding

About the author

Even though during interviews I often get asked the question of why I write novels (well, off course..), at times like that I would just respond with a ‘well, it just came naturally to me’. Coincidentally, for some reason wanting to become a writer held the same kind of allure to me as jobs such as a pilot or a kindergarten teacher. I have been open about this all along and there was not a single change in these feelings of mine. I often get told `you must be used telling you just felt like wanting to become a writer huh? But it is talent, and luck’, but I have a troubling feeling that is really not the case. Over thinking such things as ‘talent’ and ‘luck’ won`t change a single thing. But at times like that, when quietly continuing to work I can`t help but feel this nagging feeling coming up to me. Guess I’ve written stuff similar to Murphy’s laws eh? However, ever since a child I have sensibly thought I wanted to be a pilot, but through realistically striving at it I must have come to the realization that I couldn`t. well, maybe I could, you know, even though I know becoming the president of the United States, or say, a giraffe, would be impossible. Be that as it may, lately I have found myself thinking; could it be that an individual is only restricted by the limits he sets for himself? I think People that know their own forte are just wonderful. I too would like to become like that. Even though as a child I would lose sight of any possible conceivable limit, I felt that because the residue of the things one achieves each day retains in one’s hands, heart as well as mind, becoming an adult is really a great thing. Writing is one of those techniques I have been fortunate enough to acquire.

The other day I was at the funeral of an acquaintance where I ran into an old friend from my time at elementary school. Even though I often meet her, she is truly an individualistic person and I have never met anyone living quite as free as her. I suppose you could say that living in this kind familiar reality is possible by not thinking too much about anything. I vividly remember the past days my friend would come over whenever she got rejected, she would come to my house to eat dinner, followed by an ‘I`m off to bed’ and passed out sleeping. I am quite envious of the sense of ‘relying on people’ my friend has at mind. Put simply, the expression of unhappiness. That brute of a woman is terrific at one particular pastime. Ever since a child she would, without exception, find a special ‘something’ in interesting media such as books, TV-shows and Manga. That something that prevents us from boredom, that something that at a certain time matches our mood. This thing, which may be called taste, was something my friend had plenty of.

It was raining on the day is visited the grave, and cold. The cemetery was at the end of the grounds, and of an unusually large size. My friend and I walked on to the burial grounds sharing the same umbrella. She asked me, ‘hasn`t your new book come out yet?’. ‘Nope’, I`d reply. When I told her so, she said, `Tell me when it does, all right? They`re mostly pretty interesting`. Relieved as I was, I respond with a ‘ah, uhuh’ and somehow felt as though I was getting closer to being able to become a writer.
I wonder if i was right.

About about the author

Even though I rarely meet my ‘friend’, ‘佐久間さん’, she often figures in my stories. Of the times I have met her I can remember how I am always taken aback and especially recall the sensation of profound influence she bestowed on me. I believe that experience is a thing thoroughly carved out of something deep within your own body, and if that turns out to be a blissful thing, all the better. The other day we met again after not seeing each other for a while, and she was as offbeat as always. If you think about the way people that are as out of the ordinary to the extent she is live in the nooks of cities, it makes you wonder just how many interesting people are living in today`s Japan.
It excites me.

バナナの密室
The sealed room of the banana plant

I often get asked as to the origins my name, and well, I think that is more than normal. In such cases I would suitably as well as appropriately say; ‘because I like the flower of the banana plant, you know’.

I was still a waitress named ‘Puuko’ when I first laid my eyes on the flowers of the banana plant for the first time. Every week the plant on that big central table, which at that time was looked after by some shop somewhere in Aoyama, gave birth to a number of the most magnificent of flowers. Seeing as it was an awfully crowded store, I was sure the plant was hardly looked after properly. But I was proven wrong, seeing as the waitresses of the place ended up spending every minute of every day gazing at that flower atop that table. It was on one such day the bananas came. In any case, the flowers were enormous. I would say it was an objet d'art, rather than a flower. Exactly like the flowers in Little shop of Horrors, or my favorite illustrated book little Gabriellza(1). There, in that hulking flowerpot, what a single dynamic flower it was. In that single glance, and while I was gazing it in the days following, I fell in love. I was just delighted by the simple fact that such a big weird thing could exist in our world. The leaves and the thick stem were just so cool. When I told how much I loved it, one evening the shop owner let me have the flower when they finished displaying the plant…well, that is putting it plainly, but the total length would be about a meter and as heavy as lead. Furthermore, because I went drinking instead of going straight home the people at the bar kept hassling me about it, asking what it was. It was all the more pitiful how the plant, that had always been warm inside, and it being cold midwinter Japan, ended up dying.

The banana plant in the flowerpot in my home right now was a celebratory gift from my classmates from my days at elementary school. Even though it doesn`t have any flowers it is chillingly big. ‘We thought we should give you a banana plant as a group’, said class representative Hamagawa.‘wow, thanks’ I said frankly. ‘‘Just, absolutely don’t regret it huh?’ Hamagawa said. ‘?’ I thought, but the pot itself seemed big enough in itself to regret it. While has a considerable less leaves now, at first my small room was just full of bananas.

As a matter of fact, the child that brought that enormous pot over at my home at that time suddenly died a few days ago. When I heard the news of the death of the child that said ‘it`s fine, it`s fine’ when helping carrying the heavy pot through the rain to my house that one time, I felt that that concluded it. Somehow, it is a story about destiny. I have to treat the banana plant at my home with great care. But right when I thought if you could you really keep a banana plant in Japan, I witnessed the most terrifying sight.

When one day my friends said ‘let`s go look at Hydrangeas in Kamakura!’ we went to a place called ‘Hase’ to enjoy ourselves. While there we, by chance, met an attractive middle aged man working at a certain publishing company. After feeling quite moved after meeting his wife and children and coming up to his balcony overseeing the sea, I mentioned how I loved the sea and the Hydrangeas, and he took us to a famous temple nearby. On the mid-slope of the admirable hillside was a wild banana plant with a width of over 3 meters and flowers that made me think they were as big as two fisted hands, whistling in the sea breeze. It was a tremendous spectacle. Everyone looked up on impulse, and every person all in turn amazed about the banana plant. Being even more moved than I was about the Hydrangeas, I thought, ‘This name, Banana, isn`t that bad`.

About the sealed room of the banana plant

After I got home, I was surprised to find the pots with branched of banana plants were all gnawed up by my dog. Not surprisingly, these big banana plants that are just impossible to keep in an apartment in Japan would even lose out to a puppy. It is not a rare thing for me to come across the flowers of the banana plant, but now and then just having the feeling of being reunited with them brings a smile to my face.


(1) ガブリエリザちゃん：A Japanese children`s book.

京都から初めてのブログポスト：Ｄ

Hi! I`ts been about 2 weeks since arriving in Kyoto now, and I have yet to write a single thing about Kyoto, Doshisha university or my stay at the 修学管　(shuugakukan)! For this I can blame no one but myself. Well, myself and the splendour that is Japanese bureacracy :p, of course. After 2 weeks of writing numorous forms, undergoing exams and tours, Classes will finally start coming monday!:D And seeing as most of the classes are in the morning, I shall be able to utilize time in the afternoon to my new hobby; Book-off scavenger hunts!

For those of you not familiar with the concept that is Book-off, it`s basically a dense chain of second-hand stores throughout Japan that sell pretty much all your entertainment needs, from Manga, to Drama, Novels, and Video-games. The picture below examplifies what I mean by `dense`:





the icon being a book-off outlet, it is clear that there are book-offs aplenty. These book-offs are totally bike-able by the way, as i`ve been to half of them this afternoon to document the first in a series, my mission to visit as many book-offs as humanly possible.

Book-off scavenger hunt: Part 1

The first one Book-off I`d like to start with is relatively new to me, as is it quite out of the way to my `usual` bike ride to Doshisha campus. As can be seen below, a solid mountain prevents me from directly going up there (the red circle indicating the Book-off in question, the blue circle my dorm).

第一






I rather like this Book-off, actually. It has but a single floor, but still has a nice arrangement of stuff, certainly the large section of reasonably priced DVD`s alone makes the trouble of driving out into no-man`s land worthwile. I`ve had t restrain myself not buying entire series there, eager as I was in the first Book-off of the day, but the foresight of carying them around all day helped in restraining myself, but that is not is not to say I won`t return there if I find myself travelling up north. On a side note, it was really nicely cool in there :D which I greatly appreciated in the midst of Kyoto-esque weather.

Name: ブックオフ・京都宝ヶ池店

Floors: 1

Pre-packaged sets of manga: no

Selection (grade 1 out of 10): 8

Location: 6

Overall grade (not an average): 7,5

Adress: 京都府京都市左京区岩倉南桑原町５４

第二







This books is the closest to my dorm, and actually the most cramped up little Book-off I`ve been to yet! I couldn`t even made a proper picture without crossing the street first. Once inside the Book-off I couldn`t help but feeling like walking into the type of an old, small, cozy bookshop we all love. Having been to the high-tech, esculator-equipped Book-off in Shibuya this was quite the change in atmosphere, heck, I almost fell of the squeecky stairs themselves when having to dodge an (offcourse) FOREIGNER coming from the other direction :p but he was a fellow book-off enthusiast, so he`s forgiven :). As I was saying, this Book-off is rather small, and the selection kind-of-disappointing. To be fair, it was very crowded when I was there today, so some parts of the selection may have eluded me, seeing as some people just book-block you for a seemingly eternity if they are standing in front of a particular section, indulging in 立ち読み, or reading while standing /rant.
All in all not a bad Book-off by far, though, but not advisable during rush-hours.

Name: ブックオフ・京都鞍馬口店

Floors: 2
Pre-packaged sets of manga: Yes, but mostly pink/girly ones.
Selection: 7
Location: 8 (a perfect 10 will only be awarded when I finalize my dreams of actually living atop a Book-off store)
Overall grade: 7,5

Adress:
京都府京都市上京区上御霊前通烏丸東入上御霊前町４１１−３


第三







This Book-off was in fact my first fix of Book-off since returning to Japan this September, and thus quite special to me. Well, that, and the fact that it is quite enormous. Furthermore, it`s location makes it a perfect combination with a shopping spree in the nearby malls :D, just make sure that your bike doesn`t get nicked for being parked in the wrong place, as I`ve seen trucksloads been filled to get hauled away in front of this Book-off :/.

Inside, there are 3 floors, all of them spreaded out over a large chunck of space, making manouvering around easier than most Book-offs I`ve been to. The selection, needless to say, is wide and far, although they lack the 105 yen section of `smaller-kind-of-manga-volumes` which of I do not know the technical term. Overall a great Book-off of which I`m sure I`ll visit often!

Name: ブックオフ・京都三条駅ビル店

Floor: 3
Pre-packaged sets of manga: Yes, although not the best ones
Selection: 8
Location: 8,5
Overall grade 8,5

Adress: 京都府京都市東山区三条通大橋東入大橋町１１７

Well, that`s it for now! I`ve been to some (excellent) others, but those have to wait until a next time :D　Regular posts will also resume shortly, for the mean time, Els has several great posts on life in Kyoto for those interested, linked to in the right bar :). bye!

キッコーマン

Not unlike the way the juices of the fermented mixture of wheat, soybeans and aspergillus [see picture 1.1] are squeezed out of 2.8 KM long sacks in the hearts of Kikkoman factories, has my body depleted itself of its energy resources. today was a<long>, although enjoyable, day, filled with soysauce-flavored icecream, awesom mascottes that weren't for sale, demon books (which my female classmates seemed to appreciate greatly), [picture 1.2/1.3], and questionable spelling [1.4].Summa summarum, We went to Kikkoman.


other random pictures (this will be the staple of future posts, atleast until classes last, which should be another 3 weeks or so).




song of the day: Silent hill 0 OST: O.R.T

眠りたかったのに＞＜some random phone pictures

さっぱり分からない

Hello :3

Not really any message worth it's own post, but I decided it was interesting to mention anyway.
Last wednesday I went to a cafe/bar with a particular theme: that of the Christian religion.
I'm not much of a Christian, but I could appreciate the unlikeliness of it's presence in middle-Shibuya.




Yesterday I went to another bar in Shibuya (Shibuya has a lot of great places to hang out :>), and while I didn't care much for the soccer match being broadcasted (the Dutch team PSV against Liverpool I think. All i know is PSV lost, badly ;p) the design of the place as well as the artwork was succulent.






listening:
Bloodthirsty butchers : beat the drum

Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war

Yes, I'm still alive. barely.
I've spend the greater part of the day in bed, having went to "womb" a strange strange place in shibuya, coming back at 5AM or so. yay for morning trains

oh yes, I got a phone! It's :)　oh ! I got Murakami's new novel 1Q84 as well. I'll let you know what's it when i've made a decent dent in it, shouldn't be more that about half a year or so.

edit: I've found a nice band as well :3
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6gOCz8xe9PU&feature=related
I want to see them at Nano Mugen, as well as AKFG and Straightener, among others

意味の無い

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Meiji shrine+harajuku

Today we went to the Meiji-shrine and the accompanying park to look at birds with names that could make one giggle in a frisky mood, and at the same time tried not to get our heads bitten off by grotesquely large ravens. And purple hippo signs, off course.


Naturally, a day at Harajuku wouldn't be complete without the occasional freaks and visits to Kiddy Land:

After having lived through this adventure we arrived back at the weekly mansion packed with foodstuffs to prepare the culinary delight of 'wentelteefjes', which were succulent. All by all a good day.