D's Daze

Like seconds ticking away on my egg-timer.... these are the daze of my life

Friday, April 09, 2004

Oopsie Bunnies

Why didnt someone tell me before, that its Easter Weekend in the real world???
Oh...wait...I live in Japan. the place where Christian holidays don't happen and even if they did, I would probably miss it because most forms of mass media are beyond my comprehension!
For the record- two days (Friday & Monday) without email contact from home are TWO DAYS TOO LONG!!

Tuesday, April 06, 2004

Fuddy-Duddy Thoughts
Yesterday I told my brother: "Kleenex share prices are set to rocket"
Two seconds later he replied "Well then its a good thing you dont have to buy tissues in Japan"
His witt and wonderful sense of humour never ceases to amaze me.
I wonder if he knows how much he means to me??
I wonder if I do enough to show him (and other people important in my world)?
I wonder if its ever possible to truely know (and show) much we value someone. Or are we destined to only realise when its too late???

Monday, April 05, 2004

Parting is NOT sweet sorrow

NOTE TO READER: "goodbye" here is my equivalent of "Mate ne" not "Sayonara".

The ability to part from loved ones has become one of the least expected lessons Iv learned on the Jet Programme.
To start on this programme, I had to say goodbye to family, friends and a life back home.
In Parting Lesson 2 I said goodbye to six wonderful amazing friends who I had found, and grown to love in a matter of 12 months. It was no easier...

Now the Final Chapter as begun.
My best friend is preparing to leave Japan.
We arrived on the same bus,but I didnt meet her until a few days later. I remember it was a hot sticky humid day. My first saturday in Japan. My new neighbour, Alex offered to show me around our town. I wobbled along on my newly acquired bicycle, and followed him to his fellow ALT's apartment. (His school had two ALTs, and a new girl had arrived at the same time as me)
We disturbed her unpacking- and her apartment looked like a tornado had hit it.
Understandably when she opened the door, she was pleased to see us, but stood in the doorway, and told us in no uncertain terms in a VERY Bridget Jones accent, that we were not invited in.
We made plans to meet for dinner at my place. And the rest is history....

We learned and grew and developed together in our love hate relationship with Japan.
In the last 20 months we have laughed and talked and shared EVERYTHING- about our futures, past (lives, countries,joys & pains) and our present (the confusion, doubts, insecurities, and the hilarities of life here).
In a land where it could be 3 days before your absence was noticed, not a single day goes by without hearing from each other (and Im often subjected to the midnight mailer waking me up with some profound insight)

There is NOTHING I wouldnt share with her. I trust her with EVERYTHING I am. Everything I think and feel. Maybe its because I dont have to put many of these things into words? Or perhaps its because of the intensity of our shared experiences-in an unreal world?
Or maybe its just because I know shes an incredible amazing wonderful human who has had a MAJOR role in the story of my life?

Who knows?? All I know for sure, is that even after three years of this...saying goodbye aint any easier!!!
Parting is NOT sweet sorrow

The ability to part from loved ones has become one of the least expected lessons Iv learned on the Jet Programme.
To start on this programme, I had to say goodbye to family, friends and a life back home.
In Chapter 2 of this lesson. I had to say goodbye to six wonderful amazing friends who I had found, and grown to love in a matter of 12 months.

Now the Final Chapter as begun.
My best friend is preparing to leave Japan.
We arrived on the same bus,but I didnt meet her until a few days later. I remember it was a hot sticky humid day. My first saturday in Japan. My new neighbour, Alex offered to show me around our town. I wobbled along on my newly acquired bicycle, and followed him to his fellow ALT's apartment. (His school had two ALTs, and a new girl had arrived at the same time as me)
We disturbed her unpacking- and her apartment looked like a tornado had hit it.
Understandably when she opened the door, she was pleased to see us, but stood in the doorway, and told us in no uncertain terms in a VERY Bridget Jones accent, that we were not invited in.
We made plans to meet for dinner at my place. And the rest is history....

We learned and grew and developed together in our love hate relationship with Japan.
In the last 20 months we have laughed and talked and shared EVERYTHING- about our futures, past (lives, countries,joys & pains) and our present (the confusion, doubts, insecurities, and the hilarities of life here).
In a land where it could be 3 days before your absence was noticed, not a single day goes by without hearing from each other (and Im often subjected to the midnight mailer waking me up with some profound insight)

There is NOTHING I wouldnt share with her. I trust her with EVERYTHING I am. Everything I think and feel. Maybe its because I dont have to put many of these things into words? Or perhaps its because of the intensity of our shared experiences-in an unreal world?
Or maybe its just because I know shes an incredible amazing wonderful human who has had a MAJOR role in the story of my life?

Who knows?? All I know for sure, is that even after three years of this...saying goodbye aint any easier!!!