Study walk

Today, I went for a study stroll in one neighborhood near the university. This was part of the class I'm taking this semester. We have to pick one community and make an assessment of its earthquake and fire hazards.

I spent the whole morning with my group rummaging Ebaramachi. Our assigned community is still part of Tokyo. But looking at the pictures however, they look like as if they are not part of the city anymore.

However, I realize that these images are what make Tokyo real. These old parts, tattered yet rich of stories from the old people living in the neighborhood, constitute the actual places where people live, do their market, greet friends on the street, or walk their dogs. I think that it's not Shibuya, nor Ginza that makes you a real Tokyo denizen but these types of neighborhood.

The whole time we were looking around, I can't help but feel this feeling that I'm home, I'm at home among these streets or that these streets feel like home. Funny, you might think of me. And weird. Haha... But I really don't know why. It just feels right.

New roomie

I spent this Sunday lurking inside my room, doing what I like the most: rearranging the few furniture inside my small space.

Now, my table is facing the balcony. When I sit by my table, all I can see is blue, blue skies. I think that's perfect for summer, which is coming really soon.

Hiking

I went hiking to this little mountain near Tokyo the other day with friends from the university. This week is Golden week, which means one week of holidays.

By some twist of stupidity, I erased all the photos I took using my camera. (>o<)

I only had the photos above from Felipe.

Had fun though!

Apr 09 Ear Candy: Stay Away

Diana told me about this band, and this song.

April is spring, and this song is tragic. Did a thousand loops this past weekend.

Honorary Title's Stay Away,

Traipsing through spring

Spring in the university

Mar 09 Ear Candy: Good Morning

The spring is slowly showing its soft mornings. I'm addicted to John Legend's 'Good Morning'. Such a song that makes you feel lazy and just want to stay in the bed the whole day. haha

There's always a fix to a broken

Lazy, lazy Sunday. Under the sheets the whole day. Dreaming of banana pancakes because it's raining so lightly outside.

Spring ride

My lab had an out of town trip the other day. We went to a quaint little town west of Tokyo popular for its onsen. During the drinking party, I was drunk like hell and slept only with my boxers on. I had the worst hangover the next day. Took these pictures before all the mess happened.

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Kyoto, February 2009

Drunk

In the last few days, I realized I could not close a week without getting drunk.

I am drunk right now, you bet. It snowed like hell this morning, all over Tokyo. That deserves some cheers for you.

The dorm is almost empty right now. Most of my friends went snow boarding. I am left in the city like an estrange kid. That’s why I got drunk tonight.

Feb 08 Ear Candy: 空はまるで

The other day, Felipe introduced to me an album of Monkey Majik. Eveything about it instantly kicked a soft spot in my ear.

If you have time, please look at their album, 空はまるで.

All their songs in that album make me swell, and lonely. Nice sounds and mysteries. haha



Their song, フタリ, also from that album, is the first Japanese song I learned to play and sing with the guitar.

Here it is:



I learned later it is a very very sad song. No wonder.

It's snowing outside

Like a beautiful hell.

The trip

I went to Kyoto the other week, amidst unfinished papers and oral exams. It was fun, and my eyes and stomach were both filled with beautiful cataclysms.

More of Kyoto photos next time. I need some fixing to do first.

Public holiday

Woke up at 2 pm today. It's holiday in this part of the world. But I have tons of homeworks to do. So I guess it's not holiday afterall.

TGIF

The best reward for a very long week is a Friday night.

A Friday night with a long-necked, ice cold beer sitting like a flirt on a table surrounded by communicative smoke, and friends whose level of exhaustion is as crispy as Pringles.

Everyone was morose as I predicted. Each one has a dart board with faces of professors on target. No one has better plans than getting drunk.

Sigh. That was a tough week, and another one is coming. Fed-ex me luck.

The table

This is my table. Everything happens here. Over the next few days, this will be an absolute mess, not that it is not yet a mess right now. But the finals week is looming. Sleepless nights are coming, and I can feel zits popping up.
There are too many things I have to do in the coming days. Five fucking exams, every holy fucking day. Four papers all due Monday next week. A program that I still have to learn. And my research which I haven't fixed a bit. Everything feels like Melchor Hall all over again.

I swear to god I will get fucking drunk like a morose after I finish all of these. I can't fucking wait for heart's day, which also happens to be the last day of the sem, and which happens to be the birthday of my very good friend, Felipe.

(I cuss a lot, sorry. It's the nerves.)