Thursday, September 16, 2004

Inertia is a property of matter.

Well, it's my friend's birthday tomorrow, and I think I will draw him a picture of Ping and slip it under the layer of black tissue paper that I will use to wrap volume 1 of Get Backers with. I was going to buy him a new copy, but I am totally broke, so mine will have to do. Have you ever noticed that, when you learn to type at a fast speed, you end up typing words you didn't intend to because your muscles are used to working a certain pattern? It's why I kept typing "stupid" instead of "study" yesterday, while talking to Hong-Hing last night. I didn't hit enter after doing so, because I noticed once I'd finished the word, but it was irritating because it slowed my typing speed down considerably. Speaking of last night, I love LOTR. The books are amazing (I've read them at least five times.), and the movies are spectacular. Everything about the franchise just makes me ever so happy. Despite this, I couldn't help wanting to tell Aragorn and co. to STFU and sit down for once while my dad was watching ROTK at 1:00am with the sub turned way up while I was trying to sleep. The other night, he watched the godfather, which is rather less full of huge battle-scenes, but the screaming and gunfire still kept me up. Whatever. At least when he's watching movies, he doesn't tell me to go to bed as soon as the clock hits 10:00pm, so it's all good. Besides, I wasn't all that sleepy anyway. Seeing as my strings teacher was away today (and will be tomorrow, as well), we had a sub for said class, accompanied by theory sheets. Now, I'm all for knowing your quarter rests from your half notes but if they handed us easier work, I think our brains would probably revert back to JK mode and our hard-drives memories would lose all data since our respective fifth birthdays.=_=" At least finishing quickly made time for finishing my geography assignment and for talking about the difference between Chinese and Canadian culture with the girl who sits next to me. We talk about that sort of thing quite often, as she immigrated only two years ago and likes talking about where she came from. She wants to learn Spanish. To be dragged even further off alleged topic, I wonder what it would be like to live anywhere but a place like, well here. Japan? So crowded, yet so monocultural. Every one looks the same. And the sexism is unbelievable. The roles women are supposed to fill in even modern Japanese culture are so mundane and...well, old-fashioned. I wouldn't want to grow up there. Europe? I don't know about Europe. Apparently, it is very rich in culture. French teachers and relatives from abroad love to go on about how their homeland is so full of pride and history, and act as though living in Canada means you are an entirely flat, boring, identity-less individual. Canada has a culture. The only thing is it's less obvious than a signiature style of bread-baking. The States? People like to think Canada and America are exactly the same; they're nothing alike, really. Each country's philosophy is entirely different from the other's. It's easy to see when you flip on the TV and see a news anchor from CNN giving the daily report on terrorism. Wouldn't want to live there, especially since it's obvious that Bush is going to be re-elected. I like it here, I guess. I would like to live in Japan for a few years, as most of you should know by now, but I like the thought that, when (don't want to use "if"; it's too non-commital) I do, I'll have somewhere to come back to where I'll fit in. Heard two people talking on the subway the other day. There was an American lady sitting with a Canadian man, and she kept trying to come up with a reason as to why her country was so much better than ours? "You never take action! What do you people have to be proud of? It's like people here are so self-centered and clueless, they don't care about terrorism or all the wars going on in the world." What a stupid thing to say. I mean, really. Doesn't she realize that by criticizing a country for not innitiating wars and avoiding them where possible is like trying to make an insult out of "You're a gentle, reasonable person." Don't know where this post was meant to go, but I've been thinking about this sort of thing lately. I love this country, and this city especially, with its Arabic bench-adds and Chinese malls. I like the fact that you can go wherever you want on the subway without switching lines seventeen times. I like the fact that our election campaigns are based on Health- and child-care issues. I like the fact that people hold doors for you and that we're daring enough to socialize as many services as possible. And I like the fact that when I go outside in May, it's still nice and chilly out. I love that hair-do. o_o I must copy it, somehow. Just to find some gel... It occurs to me that the lady on the cover of my Japanese-English dictionary does not have ears. : O Oh my...poor kid.

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