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Name: JoNNIe
Country: Japan
State: Massachusetts
Birthday: 7/17/1981
Interests: fiction
Expertise: wearing my sunglasses over my regular glasses, getting lost and bitten by mosquitoes
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7/2/2002
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| Japanese man creates Jap-Eng dictionary with false meanings geared towards japanese heading to America for holiday excursions. results vary some violent some funny. interesting though. my kind of prank.
samples
Among the nearly 2,300 incidents reported to the embassy:
- A 29-year-old Tokyo man visiting San Francisco for the first time meant to ask a female store clerk, "May I please have film for my camera?" But what he actually said was, "Would you place your copious breasts in my mouth?" He was slapped in the face, then got tossed out by the manager.
- Four family members from Osaka were thrilled see their favorite American singer coming out of a ritzy store in Beverly Hills. While waving frantically, they shouted out what they believed to be, "We love you so much." Unfortunately, what they really said was, "We're here to take your head." The four were arrested and detained for six hours by police.
- A 45-year-old tourist from Okinawa looking for the legendary Apollo Theater in Harlem thought he was asking a group of young men, "I am lost. Which way is uptown?" In reality, he said, "I know martial arts. May I kick your ass?" He was chased five blocks before being rescued by police.
the whole article is found below
http://entertainment.tv.yahoo.com/entnews/wwn/20031204/107055000003.html | | |
| japanese sickness is brutal, it doens:t really get to a climax like western sicknesses, but its usually to a point of annoyance and perseveres for weeks to come. i:ve been sick for about a good week and there is no signs of letting up.
also they say japan is a clean country but i dont: really see it all that clean except indoors where i find they are really clean, except with pets.
japanese seems unattainable. and for some reason i keep rationalizing reasons why i can:t learn this goddamn language, but in reality i feel any other language would be just as difficult.
i went shopping with people yesterday. it was strange. i don t: shop. it was intersting, cause they people were extremely critical about things that i could care less about and i guess i egged them on by suggesting extremely ugly things. but the more they bashed the ugly things, the more i had appreciation for them.
fashion is intersting. its such a controlling force. bigger than religion in some countries i:d say.
weather is overcast. bummer, but at least its warm. | | |
| ok, so i bought this cute japanese picture book. its about this large bread train that this tunnel makes. the bread train is boarded by these japanese kids and so their are cruisin having a good time, then they realize that a train is approaching from the opposite direction so they start to panic. luckily the train starts to fly into the sky and all is good. they even get to child with this cloud that is softy cream and they stop to have a snack and take a little nap (japanese are notorious for this). later the cloud turns into a man. they finally reach this bread village. everyone and everything is made out of bread. they sit down with the villagers of the bread and have a bread meal (which kinda makes me wonder if they are considered cannabals). next thing you know a fuckin bread monster comes out of nowhere and eats all the japanese people. shit outta luck inthe monsters belly, the eldest one says, hey man this guy is made out of bread, lets just eat a hole out of him or just start pulling stuff until we reach the next side. so they do and they successfully escape, except that the monster starts to cry cause there is hole in him now. so the japanese, being breadtarians stuff him back up and all is swell again in the world of bread. | | |
| strange these things you come to forget now and again, things you said you:d never forget, no i:m not talking aboutĀ@mother:s day or people:s birthday, besides i didn:t forget any of your guys birthday i remembered, but i:m an asshole and i cant afford any gifts, plus i suck at obligation. but i really wanted to talk about was this theory by this philosopher or psychologist, whatever you wanna call him (jacques lacan) stating that identity comes from what other people percieve of you. so in essence your existence is a by product of what other people think about you. he used the mirror to demonstrate his point, saying that you don:t know what you look like until you look in the mirror. the mirror represents how other people see you.
my goal in all this is to pose the question, when you travel to another country or place unfamiliar to you, the mirror changes and so as a result does your identity change?? i:ve been under the scope of so many new mirrors that reflect my image back to me in such a different light, confusion is resulting.
on another note, i got shot last night...in my dreams. it was weird cause the bullets really hurt coming out. actually i got shot three time, and in the process killed the guy who shot me. he was a criminal, but i don:t really know what he did wrong. also i don:t know why i had a gun. maybe in actuality i was the criminal. which mirror are you looking through? | | |
| hey there sports fans, just back from the first game of the season for the Hokkaido University Agriculturalists, lets just say they had a good outing but came up just a drop shy of water, and a wink too much sunlight. In the crowd today we had a nice mix of ethnicity, to my left, a chinese fellow named Xiu-Xin and to my left a korean fellow named Byung Hee. it was there first time ever to a real baseball game and i did my best to describe the rules to them. that is the rules of how the game is played and the rules on how to be a typical baseball spectator.
preparation started off with finding the stadium which was about 20 blocks west of our dormitory and 10 blocks south. then a stop at the convienient store where my fellow spectators grabbed some hotdogs and snacks for the game. at the game i needed to explain what a strike was and how three of them equal one out, and why an out occurs when someone catches a ball sometimes and why others times when a person is tagged out. also the rules behind a double play, when someone is leading off of first base and why people steal, isn:t that wrong?? immoral?? why did the guy steal first base without hitting the ball? luckily though i didn:t have to explain the homerun off the foul pole nor the infield fly rule which would have caused me agony.
in the end though the weather was quite nice, shining brightly over this field near the maruyama zoo where i went last fall. our main reason for going was to see one of our classmates dan play. but since he was a foreigner he sat on the bench like us, as a spectator. we got some sun and we got to see some baseball, though. | | |
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