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Name: Blair
Country: Japan
Birthday: 11/24/1979
Gender: Male


Interests: Running, kendo, reading, rafting, guitar, bball
Occupation: Government
Industry: Education/Research


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Member Since: 8/3/2004

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Saturday, November 25, 2006

Well, its finally official. I am an old man. I am in my late 20's. Pretty soon I'll be brushing the edge of 30. What in the world am I gonna do then. I found a white hair the other day and for the first time in a long time I can actually remember my birthday, since past years always involved drinking heavily and this year being the old hermit that I am, basically spent . Anyways, next week is my Japanese test that I've been studying for. I can't wait to finally get this over with. I can finally get a chance for the government to tell me how much my Japanese stinks.I've been studying semi-hard for. But its hard to put in a lot of effort when there's no interest there. Japanese is one hard subject to study.

Anyways, I found out recently that my brother put up a video I made of his trip to Japan on Youtube and it just won an award for one of the best travel videos of all time. I am da shit!


Thursday, June 01, 2006

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It's been 2 weeks and my allergies show no signs of letting up. Every morning my eyes are glued shut from dried mucus. As I wash it from my face the itching begins and doesn't stop until I go to bed only for the vicious cycle to begin once more. I hate the country and I hate allergies. It's kind of ironic really. My surname means companion to/in the field and Blair is Gaelic for worker in the field. By all accounts I should be some corn-fed country raised bumpkin who can inhale all the pollen in the world and exhale it with the same ease and aptitude like that of a lifetime smoker. Instead my eyes water, I sneeze uncontrollably, and I curse the day grass and spring ever came into this world. I hate being called kawaisou everyday and seeing all the rest of the teachers and students walking around without and ailment in the world. I need to get to Tokyo or Osaka where the clean smog filled air will restore my respiratory system. I need to get back to the city. Coming from Los Angeles I don't think my body was built or raised to take in so much nature. I need the chemically dirtied air molecules. I need the suffocating smog. But most of all I need my eyes to stop itching so it doesn't look like I have two mushrooms glued to my eyes every morning.

Only one more year to go... 


Wednesday, May 17, 2006

I've just recently finished reading Turning Japanese: Memoirs of a Sansei  by David Mura. It has been a pretty insightful book helping me both explore my own identity as an Asian American and my experiences as an American living in Japan. Today, I was reminded of one of his accounts regarding sexism in Japan and I couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for the girl and a sense of envy and jealousy for the boy.

For today's class my students were giving speeches regarding their class trip they recently undertook. All the students gave a pretty much formulaic speech, usually starting with "I'm going to talk about my school trip.." During their speeches I couldn't help but think that most of the girls are studying their asses off to get good grades so they can go to a good high school and college. They have embarked on difficult journey of education and work of which the end result will most likely in all accounts end up as a full time housewife playing the subservient role to their husband.

As the speeches continued one of best students decided he wanted to show off a bit. He tried to make form some complex sentences about his school trip and how much he enjoyed it. It was pretty good compared to his classmates. He exemplified everything I expected out of a future successful 'salary man.' As the class dragged on and as I listened to more and more speeches I realized probably none of my teachers or anyone in Japan for that matter saw anything wrong this. Some of my female students actually looked forward to this life of servitude. I could just imagine American feminists rolling over in their graves. Haro! My name is Mariko. My dream is a dog trimmer. I like dogs. They are very cute. I want to trim dogs so I can get married. The End. I can't believe girls buy into this bullshit here. Oh well, shoganai.


Thursday, April 27, 2006

Taking a break from packing right now. I can't believe that this time tomorrow (time adjusted of course) I'll be back in LA and mostly likely drunk off my ass. Aside from that a lots happened this past month. My brothers came to Japan for visit, I gave lecture in Japanese about JA's in America and my GOD was that shit nerve racking. I was surprised during the lecture though, cuz most if not all Japanese know nothing of JA internment during WWII. It's pretty sad really that these types of facts get convoluted or forgotten over the years. I wonder if Koreans living in Japan even know about Korean 'comfort' women. Anyways, not to stray off topic, bros came to Japan, gave a Japanese lecture, and most importantly I MADE RICE KRISPY TREATS. I gave that shit to some of my students and to people at my school board. THEY LOVED THAT SHIT!! I think i've just elevated my status here from demi-god to a straight out lightening bolt throwing Zeus-like badass. They were asking me if they could use corn flakes instead of the rice krispies because for some odd reason they don't sell rice krispies out here. Kinda of strange I know. But I told them NO. I don't even want to think what corn flakes would taste like with marshmellows. It'll probably be some repugnant-ass shit. I told them they could use this brazilian choco cereal which is kinda like the coco rice krispies. Hopefully it turns out all OK.

At any rate, I gotta get back to packing. I made a video/photo album of the Japan trip I took when my bros came here. Unfortunately, the web server I signed up for limits the video to 2 min. Gonna have to change it or make shorter videos. Oh well. Shoganai..


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Wednesday, February 22, 2006

So I woke up today with a freakin' sore throat. Coincidentally, it happened the the day after I was doing a lesson at the hospital, going over names of illnesses and such. NODA GA ITAI!!!!! This hella sucks. My race is next Sunday and I haven't run since Saturday because Sunday I was hung over, Monday was rainy, and Tuesday was also rainy, and I'm stuck with a sore throat today. Hopefully, with all the OJ and medicine I took, the cold will be cut off at the bud before it gets any worse.

On top of that my brother has been losing weight. He's actually skinny in this picture, No double chin like the picture from a few months back.

Note the leaned out chest and chin. He's still no Bruce Lee like he said he was gonna be, but there's still some improvement.

btw, Thanks to Alex for buying a new camera and posting pics of my bro!



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