The first single from the upcoming third album of my favorite band was released on itunes today. Unfortunately I don’t have any itunes credit so I’ve been listening to it on BBC radio. It sounds quite different to their other older stuff. The song  has a very dark and heavy bass line to it and with the way it’s sung and its lyrical prowess, it reminds me a bit of a Nick Cave song. Can’t wait to hear the whole album.

A mate of mine in the guest is reading “Nineteen Eighty-Four” by George Orwell. I read it about five years ago and only have a vague recollection of happened in it. My mate keeps bringing up certain things that happened in the book and even though I did once know what happened it feels like he’s giving away the story, it’s a strange. Thats why I’ve taken it upon myself to once again read it before he ruins the whole story for me.

my japanese friend was laughing at me, “WHY? WHY JAPANESE? why you HAVE to use japanese as a tool to communicate with another foreigner??? i can understand if it is english, but WHY JAPANESE?????????!!!!!!!!”

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! i got cracked up SOOOOOOOO hard! it was such an interesting point that i have never even thought about! it is true, but to me, it of course it is natural, because we are in japan so of course we speak japanese, but yet, hahaha! さすが私の long time friend.

language is definitely a curse, to separate us, human being, and make us LESS united, as a whole, no doubt about it; however, in the meantime, by using different languages, we can also get some fun out of it.

always 2-sided story isn’t it?

like my classmates, some of them are “chinese”, well, when i am in foreign land, we are all “grouped” as chinese, cannot be helped, i am used to it, however, i cannot understand Mandarin, so i cannot talk to the chinese that speaks Mandarin since i can only speak Cantonese, as a matter of fact, 85% of the time, i had to talk to them in japanese … in here, i feel natural, but when my dad asked me, …

“you have chinese friends??? but … you cannot speak Mandarin~, how did you communicate with them???”

“i speak japanese with them, dad~”

“OH!”

it is at moments like that i realize what type of interesting/weird thing i have been doing~.

cute.

i am now listening to BIG BANG, their songs SOOOOO good. some of them. like  “Heaven”, “Baby Baby”, “Lie”. i do think the leader that made ALL of the songs is very talented. seriously. even though i have absolutely not even 30% of any interests in their appearance. oops, the friend that gave me the songs will kill me, haha.

 Here’s some excerpts from the the diary of the funniest man in the world, Karl Pilkington. It’s more entertaining than anything I could ever write an its a lazy excuse for a blog. Best to not make a habit of this, anyways enjoy! (if anyone actually reads this besides my girlfriend…. or maybe John)

Woke up to the news that Tony Banks had died. There was a piece on the news about how everyone was shocked. Got me thinking about an invention: a watch that counted down your life. If it said you’ve got three days left, go to the doctors. Told Suzanne  about invention. She said she wouldn’t buy one. But she said that about the iPod.

A fella on the plane was reading Coy Mag. It was a fishing magazine. I glanced over and noticed he was reading the Pond of the Month article. Don’t think they could make it into a weekly magazine. There was a really fat bloke on the plane. He was playing on his PSP. While I waited to go to the toilet, I looked at what game he was playing. It was darts. He’s that fat and lazy he can’t face playing a more active game on a games console.

Sat next to an old fella. Old men’s ears and noses carry on growing as they get older. Suzanne noticed his fingers were fat too. Maybe they continue to grow. Suzanne didn’t laugh when I said that her arse had the same problem.

 Funny right? Here’s great poem by the guy as well.

Bubbled wallpaper, what a mess.

Washer dryer knackered, what a mess.

Siamese twins seperated, one leg less.

Ever since I moved into  my guest-house in Tokyo, I have lived along side a real deceptive character. He is quite elusive as he goes by a variety of aliases, but generally he is known as Manny!!!!(or Manichan by the Japanese people in our house). When I first met him he like seemed generally normal, though not soon after he began to move in strange ways, almost disturbing ways. His actions were not easy to turn a blind eye to……then the costumes started.

One day he would look altogether normal, then the next he’d be sporting a strange white hat made of  paper. I did think to myself that this was slightly odd but in all fairness he wasn’t doing anyone any harm.

A week later he took the leap from odd, to out right bizarre. He was standing  in the living room, wrapped head to toe in aluminum foil, impersonating the Tin man from The Wizard of Oz. As the weeks went on  he has been dressed as a wizard, a rag cladded bum and an Egyptian mummy, terrorizing everyone in the house. His most recent attire is a flouro green and pink Mohawk and an electric guitar.

I guess I shouldn’t be too  critical as his wardrobe selection is involuntary and he is  a 1 foot tall wooden mannequin.

but i think my english is … degrading … is the word “degrading” even correct? wo … i meant, my english is getting worse. there are classmates that sometimes, very sometimes can speak english to me, however, her english is just … poor … hahaha. yes, cause she is forgetting her english too …

anyhow, after this HUGE language exam in early July, i really have doubts, if it is possible, find a part time that can use my english, geez …

so there is no way i would be writing these blogs in japanese any time soon, haha. recently, i have been writing my diary in japanese, not on computer but on paper, cause it is a lot faster. it is interesting, and i write a lot, however, of course, i think there are sentences, probably many, only ME can understand … hahaha, wrong grammar ALL the way! >.<