Life and Other Things We Take For Granted

It's almost one in the morning here, I can't sleep, I'm at my future brother-in-law's house, and my sister is getting married tomorrow.

Meanwhile, the main island of Japan (Honshu) is experiencing the wrath of Mother Nature. And apparently she's on her period. I have two friends that currently live in Japan, and then countless bloggers that I know of that call the Land of the Rising Sun their home. My heart goes out to all. It's hard to explain exactly how I feel. The Japanese language and all things Japan was kinda the gateway to the life that I'm leading right now, and in a sense, I feel a strange and awkward connection with the country. I'm like this with a lot of countries (seeing as I have many foreign and first-generation immigrant friends), but Japan especially tugs at my heart strings.

Currently, I feel this weird tension brewing. Part of me is incredibly happy right now, and then I remember the videos and photos that I've seen on the news. Floods of guilt soon follow. Here I am, sitting at a fancy computer all warm and mushy, whilst thousands in Japan are cold, confused, and hurting.

Ganbare, Nihon. I know your sun will never set.

Oscar de La Want One

Does anyone else see themselves clutching an Oscar, gasping for breath whilst holding back tears, whenever someone else wins one of those damn things?

No? Just me?

Oh, and btw, how fucking gorgeous was Anne Hathaway tonight? Not gonna lie. Was slightly envious when she wore that suit. I'm probably about as tall as her thigh.

Anyway, I decided to start this blog to kinda purge my thoughts. Like food, it's just baggage if you keep it inside you. Just kidding. Slightly. The other reason is because I'm too cheap to buy one of those flowery-print, overpriced diaries at Barnes & Noble.

I'm sorry if you happen to stumble upon this toilet bowl of word vomit.