brutal reality attacks ~ *owie*
current mood: hopeful
current song: without a goodbye by leah dizon
hmm, two days ago, i was just reflecting on my japanese-freakness. i thought and thought about me being fluent in japanese, going to japan, meeting japanese people, and then ... BAM! it hit me! no matter how hard i try to be all over japan, I COULD NEVER BE ONE OF THEM. period. ~huu huu~ now i keep asking why wasn't i born japanese?? i'm close, but not close enough. now, i bought the subject up with my parents, then their reply stabbed me right on the heart and scarred me - they're like "japanese people took over the philippines and conquered for a long time. don't go liking them now." i told them that it was in the past and then they're like "it IS the past, so u can never erase them." *sigh* then i got mad and locked myself up in my room to think about stuff...
but today, though, during math class, our teacher had a guest that came in to my class - the math minister of education ... of JAPAN. and im like, "kyaah!!" all class long... i couldn't concentrate in class anymore because there was ...a japanese person ...in my school ...in the same room ... AS ME!!!! ~kyaa~ i was so hyped, that's why i decided to stick with my japanese-freakness and SUCK IT UP. and anyhow, i never really gave up on my passion ne~ so, GANBARIMASU!! yossha~ ^^
btw, i consider this a personal issue and would reall love feedback and comments ...