Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Mame Maki

I feel the need for a cultural post. I am writing this on my blog more so that I remember it in the future than anything.

So February is the time for mamemaki. I knew of it last year, but couldn't grasp the meaning. With my 2 nensei class we did mamemaki (throw beans). I think Japanese people believe that there are many devils of evil things (just like they think there are gods for good things). So you write down your resolution, or what you believe your devil is on the face of a devil. For example, I said 'my devil is saying bad things' some of my students said that 'their devil is laziness'. So then after you write your devil on the paper you throw beans (usually soy) or nuts at it. This will apparently make it stop. While throwing the beans you sing a song. So that is the purpose of mamemaki. Much like a New Years resolution.

Friday, January 27, 2006

I've been Tagged (Too!)

4 Jobs I've Had in My Life
Cashier at a grocery store
Premium Seating at Jacobs Field (Cleveland Indians Stadium)
Marketing Intern at a radio station
Swimming teacher

4 Movies I Could Watch Over and Over Again, and
Notting Hill
Possession
Napoleon Dynamite
Empire Records

4 Places I Have
Lakewood, Oh
Columbus, Oh
London
Japan

4 TV Shows I Love To Watch (The only 4 TV shows I can watch in Japan)
Sex and the City
The OC
Seinfeld
Little Britain

4 Websites I visit daily
yahoo
excite
blogs of yamaguchians
google

4 Places I have Been on Vacaction
Elgin, IL
Scottsdale, AZ
Bathesda, Maryland
Wisconsin

4 Favourite Foods
Avocados
Shio Yaki Saba (grilled, salted makeral)
soup
and bitter dark choco for dessert

4 Places I would rather Be
On the ocean in a kayak
at the cottage
in the bathroom (I have to pee)
Malaysia

4 Bands I Can Listen to over and over again
G. Love and Special Sauce
Dogs Die in Hot Cars
Kanye West
Pink Floyd

4 People I am Tagging
Louise
Goongirl
Victoria
Lee Marqueses

Thursday, January 26, 2006

Riddle

1. It exposes what it should be covering.

2. It is used everyday all year round

3. It has a zipper.

What is it?

Most day my students say mean things to me, as you all should know. But today one of the boys said 'Hey Sarah, You are my Sunshine!'

Question is: Am I really his sunshine or is he just pulling my leg?

Tamagawa Epidemic

I am afraid for my life (well at least, my health). Tuesday and Wednesday the whole 1 nensei was off sick. All 19 of them. They had the flu. I was back at school with all the sickies today and I couldn't help but worry walking around the classroom. I already had the flu once this year, and I'll be damned if I get it again. Not only the 1 nensei but the 2 and 3 nensei aren't in better shape. At least 2-3 people are absent each day and then another 2-3 go home sick in the middle of the day. They are dropping like flies around here.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Child's Play

During my 1 nensei lesson I looked up and saw Ko-chan had his shirt off and was walking around the class room. I thought odd, but not too crazy for this strange boy.

During hiruyasumi (recess) I looked up from my soccer game and saw Ko-chan running around the sandbox in only his anime printed tighty whities. It is winter here and cold. I stood and watched for a while. He ran around the sandbox about 30 times while another student (or his psuedo mother) chased him around with his clothes trying to coax them on.

All in a days work.

Monday, January 16, 2006

You're so Vain

What do you think of Japanese men?

On average they are obsessed with themselves. They spend more hours preening themselves than they do talking to women. They shave their eyebrows, do their hair nice and pick out a fabulously trendy outfit to prowl around in. In general they look really cool. I am not all about looks, but if a guy has a cool unique sense of style, usually they are either cool or unique. Not these guys here. Or if they are, they sure don't like to show off their personality assets. They shop, play video games and basically don't do anything too interesting. You rarely see a guy engaged in a deep converstation with a women. They are usually hanging out in a group with their friends, giggling and laughing or tickling eachother.

As a matter of fact, just this weekend at Susie Wongs, there were many a 'cool' looking J-boy there as well as many single western (and might I add HOT) women there. Did any of them attempt to speak to any of us (well apart from the two Atsushis)? NO! They were too busy dancing. I know you are thinking, 'what's wrong with that?'. Well I will tell you. They were dancing into the mirrors. Their backs were to everyone else and they were doing their cool moves to themselves. They must spend hours practicing dance moves (because some of them are quite impressive) only to show off to themselves in a bar. You would think they would want to use that kind of talent to pick up women. Or at least have a good time with everyone else in the bar. But nope, they would rather hang out with themselves.

And last but not least, they are shy. Shy, shy, shy. Sometimes the shy thing can be innocently cute, but not so introverted that you get a mumbly and jumbly when talking to a woman. I know a lot of us western women probably feel that Japanese men have no interest in us, but mainly I think it is because they are so damn shy. Think about it, ALL men, no matter what, are deep down kinky bastards. Who wouldn't want to try their hand at something different and, dare I say, exotic??? I actually feel bad for them. Because what is more fun than innocently flirting with the opposite sex. Even if it leads to nothing, at least you have had a stimulating conversation.

But of course there are the extroverted, sukebe*, old men. Instead of being a victim of their play I decided to do as they do and hit on a guy at the ramen stand. I sat down next to him and started talking. I was being insanely silly and I can't exactly remember what was said. But I know by the end of it I had my arm around him and was aggressively giving him hugs. Then I put my hand on his thigh and told him I was only 17. (they have a thing for young girls here) Christine and I grabbed his chest and then his crotch. (i know, extremely inappropriate-but i feel this is cultural research) We wanted to see how he would react. His comment was 'amai' or sweet, meaning he wanted more. I told him that I really liked him and his old friend with no teeth. I really don't know how things ended up. I think I just said my fond farewell but felt accomplished that I was a sukebe for one night too.

*sukebe= dirty old man, or pervert

Thursday, January 12, 2006

American Wedding

First I would like to say, now that I am sitting in my cold school back in Japan, that I am so happy I went home. I know the previous post was a bit melancholoy, but at the time, that is how I was feeling. Now that I am looking back on it, if I wasn't so busy I probably would have been complaining of boredom. I had a great time seeing everyone and talking with everyone.

Ok, so the wedding. It was on January 7 and luckily for the bride and the groom (Erin and Colin-my brother) there was snow on the ground and in the air. What's the point of having a winter wedding with no snow. Emily came over in the morning did my hair and make-up and then off I went to Erin's house to finish getting ready. We walked in and everyone was in their finest. Erin looked beautiful, like a winter princess. She did a good job choosing that dress. The girls loaded in the limo, we had our chauffer, Gene, stop at the nearest convenient store to get some beers and off we went to the church. It was at St. Patrick's on Bridge, a very old catholic church. Perfect setting for a wedding. They said their vows and then they were married. Only during communion did I realize how cold it was in the church. People were coming up wearing their winter coats and I was sitting there in my spaghetti strap dress. The ceremony didn't stop me from making faces at Melissa, the maid of honor.

After the church we went to 806 which is a victorian wine and martini bar. Just the bridal party went there. It was an elegant little spot. The perfect setting for their wedding photos. After a few glasses of champagne and hors d'ourves we were well on our way for the reception. The reception was held at Cleveland Athletic Club and was a beautiful venue. There were curtains hiding the main dining area. So we all gathered at the bar and had drinks and hors d'ourves and watched the cutting of the cake. They were polite to eachother, not smashing it in faces. The the curtains were opened to a dimmed, candle lit room. It was gorgeous. Speeches were said, food was eaten, and the bride and groom kissed to the clinking of glasses. Then the motown band came on and we danced the night away.

Funny parts of the night. My partner was so wasted! We sat next to eachother at dinner and we talked shit the whole meal long. Not very polite. Then during the bridal dance he ditched me for drinks at the bar. In which case I had to dance with my cousin Ben. So we shared a cigar and danced away. Due to Justin's drunkeness-he fell down the stairs, only to earn himself a gash in the forehead. Ha ha, serves you right. The dance floor was always packed. There were many dancing circles going on. My mom's dress was quite revealing so we dubbed her Cleave McNamara. So all the girls stuck roses down their tops to show of their cleavage too. Later in the evening at the hotel bar, the best man got in a fist fight, over who knows what. How classy. By the end of the night I had on my black converse all-stars and one of my dress straps was broken. I looked like the hillbilly cousin from Kentucky.

All in all it was a great event. Congratulations to Colin and Erin. My brother and sister-in-law. Have fun on your honeymoon to Puerta Vallarta.

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

From the States

Sitting in the library, getting ready to meet my mom's Japanese friends. I wonder if I still know the language. That's a lie. I spoke it the other night at a sushi restaurant. The rice tasted weird.

I'm not gonna lie. Home has been interesting at the least. Busy at the most. Extremely familiar at the worst, but comforting at best. I have seen friends and family. Mainly once each. You give people a taste of you and they want more and more. Sometimes they get mad at you if you can't be with them all the time. Most of the time I feel like a disappointment.

I am trying my hardest to see people. But there are things that I have wanted to do that I haven't been able to. I wanted to ice skate. I wanted to sled (I guess we would need snow for that). I have been to a few movies and rented some as well, so I guess I am doing well in that department. I wanted to sit around with all my friends, doing and talking about nothing. I haven't been able to do much of that either.

Don't get me wrong, I am having a lovely time. But my mind is working a mile a minute.

I have gotten sick. The wedding is soon. More excitement to add to my plate. Then I will be back in Japan. Back at my home. Otsukaresama.