The fear of Babi-Flu

Finally the new swine flu has reached the Kanto region and the first case of infection came from two Japanese high school girls that just got back from New York.

The thing that kinda struck me with anxiety is the fact that both girls goes to a school in Hajioji using the same train that I use every morning to go to work.

Yikes!

I don't know about other countries, but the fear in Japan is pretty real, you felt it everyday, especially from the electronic medias.

There are even shops that gave out alcohol-spiked tissues to the customers before they enter the shop, to sterilize their hands.

At work, we were urged to wash our hands and gargle properly upon returning from work.

I know this new swine influenza has the possibility of going pandemic and cause massive chaos if not treated properly, but I think the media is scaring us all too much.

They are over doing it.

The possibility of me getting caught with the influenza is lower than Malaysia getting smart and reliable politicians.

Anyways, please understand that these terrible and horrible disease came from above because all you humans have sinned far too much, so lets pray to the source to stop giving us such trouble.

* as of now, the confirmed number of infected victims in Japan has risen up to 294 persons!

halal sex is better than zina

[WARNING: THIS POST CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE AND SOME SERIOUSLY FUCKED-UP CONTENT ESPECIALLY ABOUT SEX; YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED]

Today I’m going to talk about the dilemma faced by some malay muslim couples who is studying overseas while being supported by a sponsorship: they love each other and want to get married but their contract with their sponsors prohibited this. I know this is not a rare case, and it is surely one topic that is interesting to talk about.

I fully understand why these sponsors ruled such agreement on their contracts. They pay money to the students so that they could focus on studying. The sponsors are concerned that if they got married, their focus on studying would plummeted and all they would do is sex sex sex sex sex sexxx xxx xxx every minute of God’s given time; and according to what I read from [The Guide to Violent Children], sex could lead to babies and babies would lead to bigger responsibility that might suffocate the minds of a young couple who are still studying.

Kahwin untuk menjauhi maksiat.

A signed contract cannot be changed, but the problem is: What if the guy cannot bear being patient anymore? What if everytime he catches the sweet smell of her girlfriend’s beautiful skin under those hijab, a sudden rush of blood to his nuclear missile occurs? What if everytime they’re on a date, he can’t help but imagine himself kissing her collar bone and sucking her bubble-gum tongue? He constantly wonders whether she would be aroused by just being sniffed at for 5 minutes while she is naked sitting on his computer chair. What if he cannot control his mini-me anymore when he is with her, especially when she’s licking a lollipop in her right hand and a vanilla ice-cream cone on the other? Yes, my muslim friends, satan is a creative bastard.

My point is that these creative thinking sponsored by satan, although harmless, possesses a great deal of danger of the guy going out of control and finally blowing his load, in and all around her kitty cage. Zina. Adultery.

Of course you could advice the guy to pray more seriously, be more pious and even leave her girlfriend all together; but what if it’s beyond prevention? Clearly it is better for them to get married, and have (protected) sex as much as they wanted. Halal sex is always better than zina. I am totally against the cock-blocking movement.

So finally they decided to get married secretly so that the sponsor doesn’t know. Breaking a contract is a big risk, but getting permission from their parents is another problem.

Most parents would surely be against these marriages; they want their daughters to finish their studies first before allowing one young men to break their precious princess's hymen layer. This is very understandable. They don’t want their daughter to ❤❤❤❤ and ❥❥❥❥ and ♡♡♡♡ everynight and ended up with several kids, thus making it hard for her to focus on her studies. Pretty acceptable reason right?

So how do you reason with such parents?

It’s easy. Tell them that you promise to wear condoms, 2 condoms at the same time everytime you want to nail their daughter. Problems solved! Yay! If the parent is still stubborn, give them a telephone call and say this:

IF YOU’RE AGAINTS THIS MARRIAGE, I WILL MAKE SURE THAT WE ARE GOING TO GET MARRIED ANYWAYS BUT BECAUSE YOU’RE SUCH A STUBBORN ASSHOLE, I’M GOING TO FUCK YOUR DAUGTER IN HER ASSHOLE AND SEND YOU THE PICTURES! HOW ABOUT THAT?

Of course, you should only use that line during extreme conditions, when all form of negotiation does not work; as the last bullet in the revolver. And I don’t think I should remind you that anal sex is prohibited in islam. You don’t really mean it when you say you’re going to anally rape her daughter, it’s just a fake threat, get it?

This was supposed to be a great threat. There is no father in this would that want to look at a picture of some young, hairy dude having anal sex with his precious princess.

On a second thought, just forget about that line. It will never work. You marry to make family members, not enemies.

Oh man, this is such a fucked up entry. I’m really sorry for the language. I really should be focusing on finding a job right now. Forget what I said. I promise to be more sensitive.

p/s:cock blocker: A person (male or female) who intentionally or unintentionally disrupts (block) a guy from getting some punani.

snowboarding is pain

I woke up this morning feeling excruciating pain all over my body. Each time I made a simple movement, it hurts. Every time I tried to lift up my arms, it hurts. A small lump of pain appeared of the left side of my throat and my shoulders are stiff as a board.

But I’m not going to talk about today. I’m going to talk about what I did yesterday.

Yesterday, I went snowboarding with pojik and zarul. The last time I snowboard is one year ago, so I have to be mentally prepared to fall a lot because I know I’m not going to remember what I have learnt before about snowboarding during my previous attempts at it. And fall, I did. A lot. And I guess although my mental side is ready, the physical side of me is not.

I snowboard like only 2-3 times a year so there is no way that I’m going to be good at it.

I sucked! Of course the main reason of this is because I don’t snowboard that much to obtain the required skills to be called ‘good at it’, but until now, I didn’t realize that I was THIS bad. If my memories were clear as the blue sky at the Juenese Ski Park yesterday, I thought I didn’t suck. Far from good of course, but definitely not on the level of suck; that was my previous assumption about my own snowboarding skills. Oh how wrong I was.

Getting your body slammed several times to the ground at high speed is painful enough, but nothing can be compared to when getting your dick squeezed between you body and a slump of hard snow, at high speed with full momentum from the fall.

I was so unfortunate yesterday. I was speeding on a steep slope. Feeling the cold breeze at this speed is fun and awesome! Then after realizing that if I don’t slow down, I’m going to lose control and hit a deer or something, I tried to do a cool, fast break; like the pros do it on tv. I forgot. I still suck at the sport. Lost balance and I got my body slammed to the ground very hard. And by some divine magic, during those crucial milliseconds of my mishap, I have succeeded to get my dick placed right on top of a slump of hard snow; and I let the momentum and speed of my body to slam my poor wang. Or shlong. Or weiner. Or pecker. Or knob. Or rod. Or shaft. Or phallus. Let’s just called it a male genitalia ok?

I must say. It was fucking painful. Damn!

I want to put my hand into my pants to make sure that everything is attached but I can’t really move because it was painful. So I just sit there, rubbing my little brother from the outside of my pants. I looked up and there comes a girl skiing down, staring at a foreigner who was rubbing his crotch like crazy. No matter how much you stare, you won’t understand the pain o little girl!

Then a sudden fear comes into play. What if it was squashed during impact? What if it was bleeding? I don’t want to have to say to my future wife this: before I ask to marry you, I have a secret to tell --> my dick is squashed and looks like a flatten banana balloon because I slammed it onto a slump of hard snow.

So I have to check whether the smaller (not the best word to describe it) part of me is functional and 100% OK. During these times of emergency, I wish I had a catalogue of women’s lingerie with pretty models in it to help me. Unfortunately, I don’t have those so I have to use my imagination. I used my extraordinary imagination to visualize all sorts of things that could turn that little guy into HULK, but all was in vain.

I was really freaking out; and then I remembered the time when I was just 8 years old at school. We had an English class in the library and the teacher (a pretty chinese-kelantanese young lady) told us to draw some pictures of animals. After giving her orders, we started our assignments on the floor while the teacher returns to the observing desk. I was sitting right in front of the teacher’s desk and to my horror, or joy, the pretty teacher sits on her chair with her legs opened, not knowing that the whole class could see her crotch clearly. To top it off, she’s not wearing anything underneath those silky white skirts so I could see clearly her unshaven secondary women lips(it's not a short skirt really, just on the knee line). I called my friend and ask him what the hell am I looking at, but he just told me to shut up so I continued to draw, while being very confused. At that time, I thought she had a horrible accident during circumcision, and I was pretty shaken by that thought. Damn, I should have looked a little bit longer because it would take years and years more before I get to see that again at this close range. Shaven.

After that brief moment of my fabulous history being brought back into my world of imagination, at last I got confirmation that the little guy is beginning to get angry and could turn into a full, bigger and harder than a rock HULK the green beast. I was so relieved. So after knowing that my banana and his two coconuts are okay, I continue snowboarding until its 3 p.m.

Before leaving, I had a shrimp burger and the sweet thing about this is that when I bought the coupons, I put 500 yen into the machine and it gave me back 710 yen! I’m so lucky. Then we brave the cold waters to take wudhu and performed solat in the changing room.

On the way back home, the three of us made some pretty weird conversations and had vowed to not speak the contents of the conversations to anyone else, so it was kinda cool. Then we hit the local sushi restaurant, and I ate like 5 plates only because I was just too tired to eat more.

Got back home, and went to sleep. Then I wake up this morning feeling like a train wreck. Then I did the laundry and watched appleseed ex machine; which is awesome. Then, because I have nothing else to do, I thought it would be fun to write about what I did yesterday, so here I am finishing my thoughts about that. Until next time....

*p/s: by reading today’s post, now you know that my childhood experience kinda affected my current state of mind a little bit. Might be funny, but not a pretty thang!

first ski experience! スキー初体験！

It’s almost 5 years since I first set foot on Japanese soil, and before last week, I’ve never skied before! So last week, about 10 days ago, I joined the university’s ski tour to ski for the first time in my life! I’ve snowboarded before (like 2-4 times a year) but never tried ski so was very excited and looking forward to this trip.

The trip was targeted to foreign student who had no ski experience whatsoever so it was the perfect trip for me.


It was a two hours trip from the university to the tazawako ski sports facility, the place where we’re going to stay and consume food. Talking about food… let’s just say that it was not the best they could offer.


After taking our first meal, I went to the powder room. To take a shit. And then I was surprised with the toilets they have in the facility. Of course it had the normal warmed seat, jet-water and all; the weirdest thing about the toilet, as seen on the picture above is that it has a button in which if you push it, the toilet seat would make an artificial flushing sound. At first I really don’t understand why the genius Japanese toilet makers would create such functions. Then I used my knowledge of Japanese culture and ways of thinking to solve this mystery.

Let me explain it to you in detail here. See, the Japanese are very polite and don’t want to cause you any unpleasant feelings. Remember this mentality. Then I would like you to imagine yourself shitting a huge pile of shit one day, and the toilet cubicle at both sides are also occupied with people who probably would shit a huge pile of shit too. If you would shit a huge, long, hard human faeces and drop it into the toilet, it would surely make a loud splash sound, a ‘plup’ sound, whatever. This distinct sound is quite embarrassing; so if you are a true Japanese, you would flush the water in just milliseconds before the huge, long, hard shit starts coming out of the hole of you arse and touching the water below. Are you following me? The sound of the flushing water would sort of ‘cover’ the sound of your huge, long, hard shit dropping into the toilet hole. People were doing it since the introduction of western toilets, I guess.

But with the rise of awareness to save water to help with the global warming, this practice seemed very unreasonable because you are wasting water. If you used this method, you would have to flush two times! Oh what a waste! So the brilliant guys at the toilet companies made a remarkable invention: put a button that actives the sound of flushing water! Now, no matter how big, how long and how hard you shit is, you will never have to waste water to cover the sound of your humongous shit dropping into the water. If you felt like the tip of your long, hard shit is just about to come out of your arsehole, just push the button and you are safe from the embarrassment of the sound of your own shit. Man, this kind of invention made me love the Japanese more!

I think even if you’re shitting messy; I mean like diarrhoea-kind of messiness, you could also use the button to cover the sound of shit spraying out of your butt.


Enough about the toilet already! After having some quality time at the powder room, we were told to strap on our ski gear because we’re taking our first ski lesson! Then we were separated into groups; with my groups consisting of 2 malaysians and 3 koreans. The 5 of us had not skied before so everyone looked like a idiot trying to balance themselves for the first time while slowly trying to learn how to break and turn. It was a great lesson and I think I’ve picked it up quite fast, unlike when I first learned how to snowboard. Now I know, snowboarding is a lot harder than skiing.


Skied for 3 hours and that’s enough for the day. I was quite tired after the lesson so I ate like a the fat kid on tv. Then later into the night, they had arranged a little ‘japanese winter’ event for us. First, we were tasked to draw/spray images onto these blocks of flatten snow. We were tasked to draw an image with the theme: Japanese Spring. it took us like 30 minutes and honestly, it was one of the ugliest drawings on a flattened snow that I have ever seen in my entire life. I think our group is kinda retarded. Then I looked at the drawings of the other teams. Thank GOD, they’re far worse.


Then we were tasked to dig holes on walls of pressured snow; holes big enough to fit a candle. Then we put candles into those holes and light it up. The end result is quite amazing, considering how retarded we are. Everyone said it was pretty. I was saying lets get inside I’m freezing my arse out here. Before going to bed, I went into the ofuro (hot spring) to get myself hot and went to sleep like a big baby. Ok, a gorilla baby.

The next morning, I went to the ofuro again; it was awesome! I really like hot springs, it makes your body warm and relaxed. The only negative thing about it is that you have to be fully naked to be able to go inside. I am quite shy when it comes to showing my own dick to strangers, so I always cover my little brother with a small towel, baring my arse for all to see of course.
You see, being a foreigner and also shy to show your penis to the public, it was quite hard. You want to know why? Well, it’s because the Japanese were also very curious people. They want to know. How big/small is the dick of a foreigner? I once went into a traditional hot spring in Nagano with a Nigerian friend, and everyone in the place was looking at the African guy. The Nigerian is not like me; he is not afraid to show his penis to the public. And I think I know why. If an innocent Japanese school girl accidentally saw his penis, she would run away because she might think that she had seen an amazon anaconda. You got the picture. If that guy chooses to work in the Japanese adult entertainment industry as a porn star, I’m sure he’s going to the very top. Yeah.

Enough with huge dicks and ofuro; the next morning, we went out again for the second time. This time, it’s not training anymore; we’re going to get on the lift so that we could start skiing from the top of the mountain. Although I’ve done this many times before, having ski gear at your feet instead of a snowboard does made the experience fresh. There was a slight rush of fear while I was going up the hills because the cable lift were constantly shaking up and down, left to right. I looked down and thought: man if I fall down, I might as well zip down and show my freezing penis to the whole world because I won’t survive the fall.

The moment of truth has cometh upon me. Everyone was on the top of the hill and was waiting to go down. This is the time to use those braking and turning techniques that we learned and practiced yesterday! One by one, the foreign student goes down. A lot of them fell down; one hit a tree and only a few stays standing on their feet. I was glad my training paid off!

The sense of speed rushing onto my face boils me excited, so I went up again to do it all over again. It was fun. After a couple of hours of skiing, the ski instructors told us to go down for the last time because we don’t have anymore time.


Then the inevitable group photo time comes. We took lots of photos, congratulate each other for a small achievement and went back to our staying place for the last lunch and to prepare to go home.

All in all, it was a great weekend. This is what I call a weekend well spent! I never thought that skiing was this fun! But I have to be honest, snowboarding is way cooler, so I ain’t skiing anymore yahoo !!! I want to snowboard !!!

jimmy kimmel is fucking ben affleck

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after the hilarious 'i'm fucking matt damon' video by comedian sarah silvermann, jimmy kimmel gathered hollywood stars to counter the video by producing one of the funniest music video ever created by an american comedian.

it can't get any more better than this. how did he get Ben Affleck, Brad Pitt, Harrison Ford, Cameron Diaz, Joan Jett, Macy Gray, Robin Williams, Don Cheadle, Pete Wentz, Perry Farrell, Benji and Joel Madden, Lance Bass, Huey Lewis, Josh Groban, McLovin, Christina Applegate, Rebecca Romijn, and Dominic Monaghan, Meatloaf and a few other celebrities to co-operate in the makings of this purely genius music video?

the scale of awesomeness and pure owning in the video is beyond definition and cannot be fully expressed with human words. if you want to commit suicide tonight, please watch this video first. you might die laughing instead.

If you haven't seen the video, it's best to see 'I'm fucking matt damon' first before seeing 'I'm fucking ben affleck' for full effect.

Edison Chen: You’re My Hero !!!

This might be an old story but I have just found out about the Edison Chen sex photo scandal!!! Yeah Edison Chen from my favourite Hong Kong police movie Infernal Affairs! What an awesome scandal this one is, and it might be the biggest one in asia right now!

Chen was involved in a sex scandal in January 2008, when hundreds of racy photographs, reportedly stolen from his laptop while it was sent out for repair at a computer shop, became widely circulated on the Internet. Many of the photos featured explicit nudity, and included images of himself as well as several high-profile female celebrities from the Hong Kong entertainment industry.

Just think about it, do you know anyone else who had fucked as many celebrities as Chen? Edison Chen has become a living legend for sure. He fucked, anally abused and received countless blowjobs from many celebrities, and pictures of 14 of those ‘lucky’ celebrities sucking his dick and licking his balls ended up on hong kong internet forums. He even fucked Cecilia Cheung, who is extremely hot and has quite a talent in acting (see Lost In Time and The King of Comedy).

It was a bummer though that he had decided to step away from the entertainment industry to do voluntary and social work instead. Instead of fucking hong kong celebrities, he choose to fuck volunteer and social workers instead… I really don’t understand this guy.

If you want to see the picture yourself, it can be easily be found on hong kong torrent sites; but be warned, it’s very sexually explicit: lots of dick sucking and celebrities with unshaven pussy posing in front of Chen’s camera and… you got the point.

Ok to the lazy people, you can download the torrent here:

http://isohunt.com/torrents/?ihq=edison+chen&ts

*p/s:

1) if you live in china though, it is best that you don't download the files because there has been cases of random people being arrested just because they have the images in their hard drive. so be careful !

2) the picture above is cecilia cheung, in a police woman cosplay! damn those hong kong celebrities know how to party! of course the picture was taken by Chen. Lots of other pictures that are more 'revealing' than this one; that is my assurance!

school shooting

american school shootings. after the virginia tech massacre, it's like a trend now. the most recent school shooting in Northern Illinois that caused the life of 6, is the forth case in a week already. how could such monstrosity happen? how could young minds such as those killers be willing to took other people's life so randomly?

and it got me thinking. the real war the american should be fighting is not in iraq, afghanistan, syria or iran. it's in their own backyard, in their own community, in their own family.

the creation of dysfunctional individuals is not the effect of violent movies or video games. it's the collaborative effort of a community that despises people that are different and cannot accept LOSERS. America is a very competitive place to live that frown upon weakness and imperfections. they should really think about not thinking too much, take a chill pill and just relax. you don't have to smoke weed to make this world a better place, but you could be supportive to other people and just be nice to everyone. i know it's not an easy thing to decipher but all hope is still not lost. America is a falling empire, but that does not mean they should bring the people down with them.

banning guns to the public altogether could damper the arms business. but it surely could prevent these mass killings from happening again. or at least make it harder. so to the next US president: do the right thing!

where's my head?

i woke up this morning feeling like a wrecked train. my head is on the other corner of the room, my stomach was lying under the bed and i can't find my dick. i feel like puking on my calculus practice books. what the fuck is wrong with me? hmm... maybe i didn't sleep well last night, and damn i'm starving ! i can eat a horse and his whole family for breakfast!

i'm up this morning and the first thing that i do is turn on the computer, and blog. fucking blog this piece of shit like i needed it. i'm currently in a state of spazzing, starving and a bit worried because i'm not doing what i'm supposed to be doing: studying. " fucking exams' just around the fucking corner man! " my conscience told me. my own conscience is the most genius thing in this whole world but unfortunately, i don't listen to him. aaa i'm gonna take a bath and went to HOKKATEN to buy that new menu for the summer: うな重 (una jyu: japanese tasty eel delicacy). damn it's already 12.31 p.m. !!! damn why do time have to fly soo fast? can't they sometimes you know, take a break to smoke some pot with the law of physics while watching gay porn or something?

owh, i'm not feeling well today. this kind of post is not a good start for a day that's going to be hard for me, but i've had much worse that this, so i guess i'm good. bye i have to take a crap. sorry for my language. kids don't copy me or i'll fuck your eyeballs out. owh i'm just kidding. i'm a peacefull guy. ok then everybody, have a beautiful day, and i wish for your good health !!!

me repeat me 自分反省会

I noticed an annoying behavior of mine that in many of my past conversations with people around me, even in my blog posts, that I like to be verbally active or in discussion about the same damn topic over and over again. it took me some time to realize that I always talk about the same topic over and over again and it seems that I’ve made a bad impression to other people that noticed (but unwilling to tell me) this socially-unacceptable behavior of mine.

So I took my time today to figure out since when did I became like this, and what are the main reasons that might be the cause to this NOT-cool habit. I took me only like 5 seconds and already I have full knowledge of the reasons. It’s simply because there's really nothing interesting that is happening around my consciousness and that leads me to not being able to construct any interesting topic to talk about, resulting in me repeating the same topic again. But why, oh why, although I live a boring life and have nothing interesting to say, do I want to open my mouth and raise the　possibility of annoying the poor listener? Maybe the main reason is that I like to talk, maybe I enjoy being able to communicate with people and maybe I love to make myself feel like I’m socially active.

　　
To make matters more confusing and unnecessarily convoluted than it was supposed to be, while I was writing the first and second paragraph of this post, I suddenly or perhaps may I say,　intentionally stumbled on another stupendous theory: of course there are lots of interesting things happening around me, I just don't spend time to stop and appreciate them. I was just being busy and everything else except what I’m focusing on is boring. I was being ignorant. Arrogance; that's my enemy now.

So after this small 自 分反省会 (jibun hansei kai - means when you think about what you've done wrong, and tries to figure out how to improve yourselves), what did I learn? I learned that I should open my eyes to a wider world and not be soo ignorant; to be more creative when talking with intelligent mammals that is the Homo sapiens and to be more careful and think before opening my mouth.

I got to go out and buy myself some new pink boxers! That’ll make me more polite. Did you know that I was 15 (and that's old!!!) when I first knew how a nude attractive adult European women looks like on a back of a trump card? And the kid who showed that to me is in jail right now for selling pills to school kids and Malaysian university students. I’m not kidding, and I hope that's interesting.

a pussy story

(warning: to all those pretty princesses from the land of sweetness and happiness, don't read my post today. it's full of profanity and some harsh words that's not suitable to you sweet people of flowers and jelly candies. i'm still a nice guy though, except for today.)

Last week I was shocked to see my Japanese friend wearing this t-shirt that has this written on the front: PUSSY. It was designed to look like a Pepsi logo; you just change the word ‘Pepsi’ to ‘pussy’ and you’ll know how it would look like. So I told him what pussy really means in English and why he shouldn’t be wearing it ‘coz surely he doesn’t know what it means, which is a common thing with the Japanese. They suck in English, very, very much. “Ok Yuusei, the word pussy has three common usages. First one: kids often use ‘pussycat’ to refer to cats. Second one is what you say to a man who’s afraid to do anything considered ‘manly’ like showing the middle finger to a policeman who deserves it ‘coz he took bribes. And the last meaning is the main reason why I think you shouldn’t be wearing it in public. It’s a taboo word for a woman’s ehem ehem.” And then he said “a woman’s what? Like vagina!? Shit I better change!!” but he was too late, another friend of mine heard our little conversation and he laughed his ass off at poor Yuusei like crazy and suddenly stopped and asked me how to use the word pussy, of course not referring to cute little kittens !! So being a good moving-dictionary of English dirty words for my classmates, I explained to him with more detail, and warned him not to use it freely, ‘coz it’s fucking taboo. Well at least in my part of world. And I should’ve not trusted him.

The day after that day, everyone in the class was using the word pussy to joke around. Pussy that pussy this….. fucking perverts !! I went to class one morning and I got greeted with “Ohaio (means good morning) ali pussy pussy !! haha!!”. Even during class, from out of nowhere, this guy who’s sitting in front of me turns around and with a grin on his face, said “pussy!” and went back to sleep. Yeah a lot of my classmates sleep during class, I don’t know why, the teachers in front just don’t give a fuck about it. Last summer during ZAIRYOU RIKI GAKU ( means material force engineering, or something like that, i'm not really sure) one kid took off all of his clothes except his boxer ‘coz he said it’s too hot and still the teacher in front pretends that nothing’s happening. I guess that same kid could fuck his wife on the back of the class and he still would act like nothing’s happening.

Ok back to my main story. In Japan, it’s very easy to find kids wearing t-shirts that has rubbish English written on it that doesn’t even mean a fucking thing. As long as it’s in English, it’s cool! That’s the way they’re looking at it. One time there’s one guy from another class who is quite close to me; he used to wear this jumper that has this written on the back, in ORANGE BOLD LETTERS: FUCK THE TAXI DRIVER. He’s walking around the school with those words written on his back and nobody cared nor knows what the hell it means. Well, maybe someone knew exactly what it means but they just don’t feel that it’s taboo. Fuck, shit, ass… they’re not taboo in Japan. They don’t censor these words (English taboo words) on TV even if it’s on prime time. Well, usually they dub the spoken language of foreign TV programs to japanese、but you can choose to listen to it’s original audio by clicking to one specific button on the remote. Oh I love that button, especially when watching English movies.

My classmates started to learn English when they’re 13 years old, which is quite late. But nowadays, Japanese parents are forcing their kids to go to special English classes handled by native English speakers, putting more pressure and stress to their already busy and stressful childhood days. Japanese parents are very concerned with the performance of their kids at school. It’s very common for working Japanese women to quit her job when she gave birth to a child so that she could focus her time and energy on her child’s growth and education. That’s why Japanese kids are so smart, and that’s also the reason why a lot of ‘em commit suicide. The most popular way to do this is to jump onto a train track and the fast approaching train ahead would do the rest. 30 minutes later, the trains operational again. You know, the Japanese doesn’t like their train to be late! This 30 mins train delay has happened many times to me, heck there’s even one time that a high school girl had jumped onto a speeding train just a few platforms behind me and I could hear the loud bump during impact. One morning when I was waiting for my train I could see the blood on the track. I heard a guy jumped onto a ‘super’ speeding train one hour ago. It’s so sad. And scary too.

Ok I know, maybe you, the reader of this post might think that I’m just writing this ‘coz I hate Japan or I just want to give it a bad image or something. You are absolutely wrong. I love Japan, but no country is perfect. I’m just writing this stuff to tell you the truth, which I’ve experienced first hand. To me, Japan is a great place if you want to stay here for a couple of years. Every thing is different here. The food, the culture, the way they think, everything about Japan amazes me in a lot of different ways, good & bad. I just feel the need to write about what I’ve experienced here in an honest way; at least I’m honest to myself. I don’t censor myself; I don’t give a fuck what you would think about me. What I wrote is only true to myself, you don’t need to believe me. Hmm… wait a minute, why am I being so serious? Hahahaha what the hell !! Ok, from now on, I’m going to write more about the stuff that I’ve experienced in Japan and I’m just going to say what I want to say, without thinking about the consequences. I think I’m getting serious with this blog thing !! wuhuu power to this newcomer of the blogging world !!