BYE BYE

I AM DITCHING THIS BLOG. blogger beta screwed my layout. So, a warning, don't try to change to blogger beta, I don't see anything good about it. Oh well, tata, I'm off to livejournal.

Japanophile?

I don't know what's wrong with me. I really think I've become a real Japanophile. Even when I blogsurf wonderful foodblogs, I can't escape from the clutches of sushi, shabu-shabu, Japanese cooks, and wagashi. On youtube, I seem to gravitate toward all things Jap. Jdrama, jpop MVs, japanese talkshows, they seem to pull me with an invisible force. Even when I see anything japanese on the street, my attention will suddenly be focused on it. Haha, I just thought of a funny analogy, like a guy, walking on the street, who suddenly sees a pretty girl across the road. Yeah, it's like that.

No matter whether it's the cuteness of Japanese things, or their creativity, or their focus and passion, or even their very asian values that has everyone bowing to each other, I don't know why I love it all. This had better stop before it becomes an obsession. But, I don't really think it will, all it'll become is part of my life. It slowly has invaded, silently, quietly, till I just realised.

Even joining judo, I think I joined because, subconciously I was thinking it originated from Japan. >< But I do like Judo as judo, don't get me wrong. I don't like it because it's japanese now. But more of, because I've come to know it.

>< Maybe this craze will be over when I come back from Osaka. I'll have seen everything for myself, felt the cold winter wind against my cheeks, soaked in the sights and sounds of the neon lights and bustling markets. Instead of being fed on videos and pictures, I'll be experiencing Japan for myself.

Wish me good luck for getting out of the Japanocraze. ^^

One of the masses

My blog is stale I know. ><

I watched Sinking of Japan on Sunday [that's why I was late for judo chalet]. It was quite okae, it would have been better if they hadn't added in all the typical cheesy romance parts. Maybe it worked in the novel, but it didn't really work in the movie because the movie is so short. You can't take a minute showing two people kissing!! o\_/o Anyway, maybe if the romance parts weren't so cheesy it would have worked.

A little advice to all movie directors, producers and wanna-be/would-be directors or producers. [including scriptwriters] Find out what works for your movie before finalising it. In this case, the romance didn't really cut it. Maybe if it weren't so typical and stuff like that, it would have helped. Because I do think that the romance should have been there, as well as the family scenes and all that, it provided a nice contrast to the unfeeling of the acting prime minister, and the numbers and statistics. But the romance was so... urgh. Oh well.

I think it was nice how they had both sides so contrasting. The calculative government whose opinion of the people were just 'dead' or 'missing' and 'alive', the caring government whose real goal was to save all the citizens, and the citizen's point of view.

It's kind of scary, don't you think, to have that kind of government who sees you as just someone who adds to the population, as someone who is not helping increase the population, as someone, no, as a number on a excel graph. They don't know your name, your family, your struggles. I know it's impossible to have the government know every ordinary citizen on a personal basis, they have their own lives too.

But still, it scares me a bit, to be known not as me, but just as one of the masses. In times of crisis, they don't know your sweat, your tears, your fears, your relief. They don't see your struggle, your fight, your strain. Maybe that's why people turn to literature, so you know the story of a little Jewish girl, who even through all the persecution, was happy. So you know how a little girl who froze on the street because her matches could not sell. So you know the story of a persecuted tribe, and a scheming government.

It scares me sometimes, just a little bit.