Want to know the common element for the entire group?… I’ll tell you the answer: I’ll tell you, ’cause I had that one. I had that question… Carbon. Carbon. In pencil lead, it’s in the form of graphite and in coal, it’s mixed up with other impurities and in the diamond it’s in hard form.
I am writing on my papers, watching clips from Magnolia in the background (saving the best part with the falling frogs until I am done with at least one big chunk of work). Everything is going like it is suppose to go. The rain is falling, like it is suppose to do, every single day. However, saying that I am enjoy philosophy class would be an overstatement. I feel it is fluffy and unclear, maybe I am reading too much or too little into it, not quite sure if I understand the content on the pages, or if the words just accumulate in my head as well, words. I prefer more concrete, tangible things. I wish that my philosophy course was more like this and this. (I haven’t watched Monty Python in years, but I am making an exception today.)
Japan. Obviously. I haven’t had much inspiration to blog, my weeks are filled with deadlines and classes, and despite having a million things I want to share on the internet, like nice links and pretty pictures, I just haven’t felt any inspiration to actually log into wordpress and put thoughts, pictures and links on the screen. Right now, I am thinking that it is 84 days until I…
… have made yet another trip around half the globe…
And walking through the little side streets in Shinjuku, looking for food and fun things.
I really miss the inside of Lumine Est, I love their dining floor. (If you are ever there, all-you-can-eat-chinese-buffet, 2500yen, just a tip!)
I am looking forward to see pretty manholes and get lost in Akihabara again.
Or jump on the Shinkansen, just because I can, and see someplace new. Or spot Mt. Fuji in the distance.
And find small ryokans and places to rest for the night, Japanese-style breakfast included.
Right now, what I probably miss most of all, is that clear September light that used to fill the room everyday, and the small shrines right next to busy streets with tons of people dressed to the max in expensive suits.
Every time I think things will slow down, they just speed up up up. I think I have to start accepting the fact that life will not slow down again. Come to think of it, it isn’t the worst situation to be in, I feel at my happiest when I am busy and have more than enough tings to do. Right now I am trying to make space in my evenings, at least a 10 minute break every day enjoying avocado and fake caviar, it is a fabulous combo, and you should try it as well.
Okokok, what do you do when you have deadlines and homework? Listen to cute Japanese birds on youtube singing the totoro-song. Obviously. Have a great Sunday, everybody! Remember to take a break every now and then and listen to pointless bird chatter, it’s good for the soul!
The difference between being a student now and earlier? A prominent difference has been the increase in the size of the goodie bag. I remember the day, many moons ago, when I was offered a paper diary filled with commercials, a sanitary pad and a pack of noodles, I politely said thank you, but no thank you. But this year, oh boy, look at what was in the bag this year! Real products. I never cared about free handouts, because I figure there is no such thing as a free lunch, but I actually got excited about the amount of things they had stacked in this bag. I can not remember the last time I ate chocolate, but yesterday I finally did eat a piece. And it actually wasn’t too bad.
asdjhf; completely unrelated. I wanted to make sashimi for dinner, but I went to three (THREE, 3) grocery stores without finding cilantro (koriander?). I need it for the sauce. Where can I buy cilantro? I need the fresh kind. Cilantro isn’t that common in Tokyo, but I thought it was used pretty regularly in Norway? I feel like I have seen cilantro plants around, but I can not remember where. If I wasn’t such a klutz with plants, I would make a herb garden in my window. Sigh.
My little table at Raptus was a success, despite having a cold. I can buy myself a proper lunch now. (Quite a few proper lunches, actually.) A curious thought; where things have their home. Almost all the items in the above pictures are sold, scattered around in new homes somewhere, stacked away in closets, hidden in kitchen cabinets and tucked away in jewelry boxes. Made in China, sold in Japan, final resting place; Norway. I feel both envious and fascinated when I realize that quite a few of my things have traveled further than I ever have, and seen places that I will never see. I often look at my clothes, or well, especially down at my shoes, and think that these shoes have been walking the streets of Tokyo, Oslo, Bergen, Toronto… And here they are. On my feet.
I am such a sappy person at times, I love women who sing with a deep voice. I remember that somebody told me over 10 years ago that I would like k.d. lang, but I never really took the time to listen back then, but now I think I am getting hooked. gaah, her voice. //end girlish broadcast.