| Unfortunately, it is almost the Sunday. September 13th. The date I dread, the date I wish didn't exist, the date my views on life changed. Weird that I have no memory between that day and the day I moved in to my dorm (except for the memorial service). All I remember is wanting to be alone and crying over this tragedy every night until I fell asleep.
I didn't find out about the accident until the night after you left. I got a call, after a trip from Michigan, riding the bus in the worst rainy weather I'd encountered in a few years... I remember I got a call from someone I hadn't heard from in a month or two. Surprised, I told her I would call her back once I got on the train. My best friend had invited me to a birthday dinner with his college friends who I never met before. Now that I rethink it, I regret not having made time for my girl friend to tell me what was wrong before dinner. The train ride home felt was hell. Never had I imagined a friend of mine to pass away so early in life, especially a guy like him. I remember at his memorial service, someone described him as Hiro the Hero. (So true.) That was when I realized you were a hero to me too. You inspired me so much throughout the years we knew each other, and amazed me each time with both your taiko and photography skills.
I don't know Hiro, I don't know why I'm writing this.
I wrote a beginning, a middle, and no conclusion. -.-
But yeah... I just wanted to thank you again for everything you'd done.
よくわかんなくなっちゃったけれど今年も頑張るからよろしくね。
Well... I'll end this depressing note with an.... I MISS YOU boy!
This was NOT supposed to get this long, but it's nighttime, I'm going to bed soon, so I'm not editting it. ;)
EDIT; oops him//you = BOTH YOU
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| Must write this down before I forget!
Apparently, kanpo- is Japanese. The origins may have been from the other country but our style, we do it our way. The cure based not on the patient's disease but his body, this is known to have been around for quite a while now! Wellps, tried it today.... Dr. Maeda taught the intern and I everything she knew, and we actually made a kakkonto 葛根湯. Seven types of herbs into one tea bag, all of them in Kanji and therefore unreadable..... I must say, it wasn't that bad, actually delicious....=)
The intern and I had a great talk about our pasts and how we remember the weirdest moments whereas other people usually find it funny we remember those kind of stuff. She told me since she grew up in Germany, followed by an Asian city that starts with a "K" that's not in Japan (I forgot...) til end of middle school, and all three years of high school were hell for her in Japan. She understood what culture shock felt like, she understood how it felt to be out of place. We didn't end up really introducing ourselves and skipped to the talk, but I felt a lot better after. I met someone who was just like me=)
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| Writing somehow always helps me relax.
Xanga/tumblr/blogspot, yous a keepers!
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| 「やらなくていいよっていわれてもやる」
先生に対しても友達に対してもそうするように母から言われてたから
それが今まで当たり前に思えてたから
そう簡単にやらなくていいんだ、わかった、っていわれるとめちゃ傷つく
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| I just changed my major to linguistics and psychology.
I hope this one works out for me.
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