Learning and applying lessons in gaijin (foreigner) logic, and acclimating to Okinawan culture.
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Holidazed.
First off, sorry for the long post, it's been an insane December and I've had to piece this together since the last post due to the amount of learning/frustration/loving/life. It's been nuts.
"I mused for a few moments on the question of which was worse, to lead a life so boring that you are easily enchanted, or a life so full of stimulus that you are easily bored." - Bill Bryson
For me this is an easy one, I am accustomed to being easily bored.
My imagination is culled from a childhood that was spent traversing a dozen foreign countries with a mother that spoke three languages and a father that was into sci-fi. I imagine so many different dimensions and possibilities; sometimes people take my deep daydreams as a sign of incompetence. I've started writing again, and with a fury. It's one thing to be exasperated by the end of the day from learning new places and directions, how to drive off-base, all three Japanese alphabets and a new language; however, it can be the greatest time to channel deep inner emotions into prose. I love the island I live on and have new Japanese/Okinawan for the blog. There are way too many adjectives and verbs to cover in just three slots. I'm about to get educational on y'all's ass. I'm going to start covering concepts instead of words, because that's what, in the end... that's what words are. They explain things from different perspectives depending on where you're looking from.
Here's the first abstract idea:
They.
In English, it's 'they' went to a party.
In Japanese, it's "karera." So it's also "aitsura" which is dickish. That's like saying those jerks...went to a party.
Polite form is "anohitotachi" which is more like saying 'those people' went to a party, but that also means you don't know them very well. Here's where it gets fun. If it's a group of women, it's "kanojora". But there's not a word for just men.
Here's another one for ya:
Hikikomori - there is no translation in English, but it could mean 'recluse'. Many Japanese in their late twenties have started a trend where there is not social interaction, loneliness and pride take hold of their minds and they cease to exist outside of their apartment or residence. Relevant to my feelings of late?
Possibly, I blame isolation and seasonal depression. Regardless, I'm thankful for all the knowledge I'm attaining and opportunities I've received as of late. My family's the best, on both sides of the world.
Apart from these abstract ideas, I'm learning counting. In every form. If you're interested...
Here's a link for continuity-
Way Confusing, Learn at Your Own Discretion
I think that's enough for lessons today, but another version of counting I learned today is in cars. I just started driving, went out and bought my own Nissan Terrano. One thing you should learn to count if you're driving out here is how many autos pass after the light turns red. It's insane. Red lights are almost a discretion instead of a rule out here, and the American's ALWAYS at fault if something goes wrong.
And Finallllllyyyy my favorite part of my blog that means the least to most people probably... but the most to me:
Music Top Three...no Six... Picks for this Month:
Call Me The Breeze John Mayer's Cover rivals his Crossroads cover.
F For You British Electronica Duo called Disclosure
The Stone DMB... a personal fave stuck in my head lately.
Hellifornia Gesaffelstein. My new running music.
Last one... a freestyle by the newest freshest lyricist: (Explicit Cursing Warning)
King Los yo that's just some straight A's... listen...
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