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Well this week I was invited by my colleagues to graduation. It is here that as college semesters are independent, they end up at this time of year. Each one returns to his hometown to work, so this day is celebrated because it is a nice way of saying we're not going to see more, or who knows.
楽しく て 悲しかった でした
Upon arriving in the morning to sports hall of the university, I found the display of kimonos biggest I've seen to date, and not only that, but most were kimono dress, so it was of more picturesque. The truth that we put color note of foreigners who were only 7, and we looked at the Japanese for their clothes, but they stared at us without stopping.

With the beautiful Yasawa
With Master Futbolera June

addition, it Once the note was real color, our colleague Evans (Kenya) had brought his sister from London, obviously the two are black, so I imagine for many of those present, was the first time they could actually see that they are people with two arms, eyes and legs like them.

The happy family trying to read the program

We went inside, and the ceremony began. Seems like a graduation as we can see in Spain, but no, the thing was a bit different, as though he had to endure the roll of the school principal for almost everything had to get up Seat everyone to make bows.

The director was names one by one the different faculties or fields of study, and all who had studied the industry rose from the seat. Then, including the director said the name of the person who had the best record, and only and only that person up on stage at the gym to pick up the diploma. So with all the powers.

Then, and since this is a religious university (the Tenrikyo), equivalent to the Pope took the stage and I recited a speech unbearable. After that, they sang the hymn of the university, and ended the ceremony. Among bells and whistles, the ceremony lasted hour and a half, and what I liked, apart from tiny embedded so cute in their kimonitos, was that the background music throughout the entire ceremony was real, three groups of musicians were anxious to exchange and "click" music classical, traditional and a chorus of voices.

I was amused that the students fell asleep during the course of the speeches, because it is the same as they do in the classroom, incredibly, students sleep during class, because here it is true that once enter college, four years later, that is what lasts, salts with the title in hand, which does not say much of Japanese university education system, and fear gives me get sick and be at the mercy of a Japanese doctor (I'll tell you more stories about it, because they fear ...).
The fact is that this time the parents also fell asleep, lol, I think that Arthur has taken photos to prove it:)

Anyway, after the ceremony, they went to pray at the temple. Yes, I know, but I had to tell.

After the prayers, we all gather in the main building of the classes, where each one, and in his own class, they delivered a bag containing the title and a small gift from the university, and then everyone put in a room to eat sushi and other meats in the country. We put on boots to eat and drink. The music on stage, again, real, a jazz band, but they played really nice music, but too sad for my taste.

Miho With Mass and do not leave!

Upon completion, English, went to a restaurant to eat and drink. The truth that at first I dreaded the fact that everyone else who had English as their mother tongue could not come (except for Glen), fearing that he could not communicate with anyone, in fact, the first phrase I one teacher said to me, betrayed perhaps could not communicate with anyone but .... On the contrary, my Japanese blossomed like a rose, I talked non-stop, we laugh a lot, so I could not say what I meant by my facial expression.
Anyway, had a great time for the first time I have felt like one more, not as the mascot of the English department as I saw so far.

laughter Dead
A Guilty that I am in Japan

Indeed, in this picture, the two guys that appear, are the last two guys remain in college who went to Salamanca for four years and are the same group guilty that I'm here today.

Then, as the culmination of any party in Japan that boasts, karaoke, sing like bitches, I this time, trying to read the lyrics as the songs sung in Japanese colleagues.
trieste
What is that 80% of the people I knew, this day have left the university. I have no fear, this happens to me every year for seven, and now this start again, I face a new perspective, I'm going to japan to eat potatoes, well, that if re-sell in the supermarket, last few days have not been found.

Anyway that ... luck to everyone in your new life, wherever.

In Costa Rica it has been said!
THANKS FOR EVERYTHING!

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Look where he was hiding fucked. Father's Day

For the truth when I saw the movie for the first time, almost cried upon learning of his death. And it was not goby, but said all the way, because I do not remember if I cried with whitebait or not.
I remember that we had of puny Conas that character was not talking weird, but it did in Asturias.

The case is ... Tenri walking, I found this house ... What
nice, one of many around here, but I realized that he had been deceived for a long time, we had all been deceived for so long ...

not really die, but he retired and went to live in Tenri.

If Asians are yellow, green is the color of their skin. Measures
feet and the crotch is not what I'm measuring.
Jordi Pujol is like in its heyday.
The force is strong with him.
Who is it?
Yes, yes, you're not seeing things.

Someone alert the George Lucas and make another movie of Star Wars.

Crossword Puzzle Maker Os X Free

Know that today is Father's Day. Cheer him on.
Well, here 49 minutes ago no longer is, but in Spain remains so.

NENO! "Onde metísteche milk?
That cross, my mother, that cross. I can not felictiar my father in his day.

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My first cultural hostión

Oh, Japan, land of geeks fills you,

abnormalities absolute and cultural chasms,

but this time ... I've spent three villages.

Today I tell a beautiful story of cultural differences between Japan and the rest of the developed world.

Well, for starters I will say that I have a few coleguillas in Tokyo, why not say, are almost all women. But this is nothing more and nothing less, they are more likely to talk to strangers, in Finland the same thing happened to me.

At this point, I will tell you one of those people have family in Nara, ie 15 minutes from my house. And he came because he had a family meal. In fact I had a weird name, but of course, here, everything has a name (even have a single word to greet new year ...).

Anyway, the chick is leaking a little from the standard Japanese mentality is much more open since who has been living a couple of years in France, and like it or not, it shows a lot. In fact, the reason he is living in Tokyo is because you do not like the archetype of the people of Nara, that is rural (And that Nara should be of major cities in the Kansai area in where cities such as Osaka and Kyoto).

The girl I really like because it seems a English Japanese put in a body, in fact, told me things like that on his return from Europe, the same thing happened to me with Japanese food, or I try to explain certain eccentricities of their culture (the rest of the Japanese when you do not know how to explain something, it just says "is that it is an island country "or" is that you are a foreigner and do not understand "and it is as if to say irrefutable universal truth and change the conversation touches on how stupid the answer.)

The fact is that when the family ended with a desire to scoot came back to Tokyo impressive, and even gave us time to drink coffee as in many other occasions, so I decided to accompany the train to Kyoto (here the train for free while you do not leave the station), so you can Habar with it (because the felt supernerviosa).

In the train, I felt very sad, and I was having a funny conversation that he did not think in "their problems", but it was obvious he needed to tell what happened (as here in Japan people do not have anything, they eat their rolls and end up exploding and killing themselves in many cases).

• understood my email.

• Yes, of course, you came to eat with your parents.

• Yeah, well .. but is that the food was ....

As I said these words, his eyes filled with tears, but did not cry, at least not made public. The Japanese do not externalize their feelings, can not eat them with potatoes. And one that's not an idiot but what seems ...

• What's wrong?

react

She takes a second, swallows, deasvía look and tell me with crystalline eyes full of tears ...

• is a man I've ever met.

• Oh well, what?

• who wants to marry me.

Right now, my face showed up stoned, because the last time I saw this girl was in the end of the year, and if I remember had no boyfriend or anything resembling it. And I thought to myself .. Fuck it like the Japanese curran so little time! Nothing, nothing! A cheer for the girl, but there was something I did not square with what she said:

• food with my parents was to introduce me to my potential husband.

• Mmmm ... "Arranged marriage? ... Do not mess around!

• Si.

• And what do you think ...

• is that my parents ... I have not been denied.

tearful eyes were nothing more that she did not agree to anything to get married, let alone a person who had just met.

She began to laugh to see my face in absolute amazement.

Then she started telling me details of the ceremony. His parents, because the chick is 28 and not married or had a boyfriend, decided to arrange an appointment series (meals where you have a viable partner they choose in advance) and that are eaten where you face to face with your possible future partner (because, fortunately, both must agree), but you see, family pressure makes the girl, not yet wanting, say yes.

Those who've seen this series of Lost (what the guys who hit a piñazo on a plane on an island superchunga), there is espisodio that tells the story of a Japanese father which makes same.

She is a girl who has triumphed in life. He has been living in France studying at prestigious design schools. Does your small apartment rented from just 20 square meters Rapongi (the very heart of Tokyo (in fact, is an area of \u200b\u200bembassies and business centers), and has a salary that allows you paid all that, their little quirks, and Finally, be independent (which many of us dream in Spain or in many other parts of the world. His only problem has been overcome the barrier of 25 years without being married, and his father is the chairman for the Kansai area of large Japanese corporations lesas macro whose name I can not remember nor do I care (though I think it was ... "Mitsubishi? Who cares.)

The problem of Japanese society is that they work absorbs a lot of time, travel by public transport last that long, but it closed are groups of people (you have as friends those people that have a common bond, that is, your friends are your colleagues, and if you're lucky to do anything but as a club of something, these people. If you change jobs or city, you lose your friends to beat the previous the new work or club, others become mere acquaintances. It's sad, but it is.).

try to play the thing, talking, laughing, but really I was thinking about how to approach it. Seeing her tears betrayed actually did not want that, I started to have what I thought about it with complete candor. I talked about this sort of thing, are legacies of the past, which today have no place, that while he understood that until 50 years ago could be acceptable today may not be admissible in any way. She could not accept she was forced to make an important decision. Told that she was the mistress of her life, she could only make their own decisions.

She told me that could not be denied by family pressure (or so I understood) that their parents had known in the same way that as they had done well, and since his father retires next year, because they wanted to before the retirement of his father, who was already married or in order to do so, since its younger sister was already married.

To which I refuted that his company had was the ruling that they had been taught to obey and be quiet, to just follow the decision of their leaders, family and seniors. Nobody called into question their decisions, and no one expressed what I really wanted. For parents, the happiness of his daughter went to see her married, when in fact, that his happiness was going to continue doing your life. I spoke to him that although cost him much, he should do to see her parents of her life, not theirs, that she must make their own decisions, without conditions, without pressure (meteis parents too much pressure, and wrong is that you not perceive account, but somehow I see it normal, is actually the love for us.)

I told him that he must live in harmony with his heart and his head quietly, and sometimes this meant confronting the people she loves and wants (in this case confront their parents), I would not give his arm to twist, because in the end was his life, not theirs. And they pursued their dreams at any cost, at whatever cost, because Finally, those who love it, if you really love, would finally understand it, accept it for her.

I told my struggle to come to Japan, the discussions with my mother for wanting to leave work cojonudo next to my house, the endless discussions under the title "and that want to go to Japan?" For days, months , years ... three years I have been slow to come to Japan. Three years, and finally, my mother noticed, accepted, and gave me the most important and expensive, it was she who gave me the ticket to come to Osaka. Actually she was the one I completed the piece I needed to fulfill my dream, she, the person she refused come to me. Now is the person to whom I owe more grateful for everything.

I told him that he must listen to others, their parents, their friends, but take those words as mere points of view, what they would do, but only and only she could make a decision that will influence the insurance rest of his life, especially seeing how sexist Japanese society is (here is the woman to the kitchen, keeping house, children and husband).

And finally I said, she was self-sufficient, did not need anyone or anything, and if I decided to share his life, was because they had decided, chosen, and accepted for himself. But who knew that modern society in Spain, people do not home as much as before. I even told him that I personally spent time getting married because it is more beautiful (live in sin every day) in a way that you know you have to take care of the family every day, because you have nothing with it, you have that currártelo every day, and if you marry, you trust, because total ... she will continue to be your wife ...

When I finished speaking, I looked into the eyes directly. They were not crystal clear at all. What's more, were more open than usual. They had a special glow, and his face relaxed with a slight smile.

He said he had given a morale boost, I would ignore. He added that he liked the way the English thought, and hated to have been Japanese. Obviously, I told him that was what touched him being that his company had many bad things, but also many many good, just like mine, but was just fighting with other weapons, to know how to fight. Quiet sleep that night thinking of nothing, and that upon waking, the first decision that will pass through the head on this subject, what she really wanted to do, which is the response of your subconscious, and abide by that decision cost what it might cost him if he did not care a decision someone else, who dropped a coin. But always, in any decision to take, your heart is warm and calm and cool head to think straight.

I gave him a kiss on the cheek like a father gives a son, I smiled, nodded, and got on the train back to Nara.

I think she is no longer getting married, but more importantly, for her, since today is the starting point for a new life that will finally make their own decisions, no longer accept decisions taken by others in her life, she is self-sufficient.

Have you started the rebellion in the minds in Japan?

luck in life, Kyoko.

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japan Become an omelette with my Japanese manga

Well this Sunday was the cumpeaños of Mihochan, and as we were not think of anything to give it away, because I put the button imagine imagine running, and then, and had an answer.
What I can give to a Japanese original, new, inexpensive, and above all, that I can not wait? it is clear, I decided to give away a "set of English tortilla."

break the mold I like the Japanese, because they wonder what we can be constructive. Are impressed that a handmade gift, with four drives and a lot of imagination, can be the best present ever. The proof of this is this post.

case, returning to the subject, is that I went to the store "Hyaku in" (the English for twenty dollars), but here alucinais of things they sell. If, in Spain, these stores sell amazing stuff, but here, thanks to the geeks who are much more fun. Believe me it is.

The fact is that with a budget of 1,500 yen, $ 10, I went to the store and bought:

1. a metal pan (105 yen)
   
2. a pretty decent knife (105 yen)
3. a metal spatula to fry (105 yen)
4. decent fork to beat eggs (105 yen)
5. a wooden spoon to remove onion (105 yen)
6. earthenware dish the size of the pan to flip the tortilla (105 yen)
7. a source of metal to beat eggs and mix the onion and potatoes (105 yen) an apron
8. Non staining cartoons (105 yen)
9. a tape like karate kid for the head (105 yen)
10. a wicker basket to keep everything (105 yen)
11. and burlap to wrap it all (105 yen)

with the remaining money going to buy some potatoes, an onion, and I'll see if I make a packet of salt and a little oil.

The fact is that the joke would not have gone further if he had not built a Japanese comic (supermal writing), but descriptive enough to serve in Japanese instruction manual on how to make an omelette.

The joke is as follows:

"Manual of tortilla" of Gambat ("Mood") productions
Mihochan Birthday (Miho pet name), 2007, Arthur, Irene, Hugo. The postscript is in Castilian.
Right: This is yellow, understand? (The yellow mandilón is hurtful to the eye)
Below: Ishokenmei is the word used to say ... Concentrated, thoroughly ...
The picture shows the tape must be put in her hair (it seems that if you put the belt in karate kid, concentrate better, of course, the film puts the tortilla love in Japanese, in fact, got the shrimp to write, but it is more ... Hugo?) and mandilón tacky (I would have bought a blue frame in plan English housewife, who had, but I thought it better one more painful yellow cantoso bunnies)
Preparations finished, "hands-on work."
Above: Potato + knife
Below: potato Undress please (And I as they say is peeling!)
Above: Potatoes peeled (I hope you say that) + the knife again ...
Enmedio: A small mountain of potato
Down Chop
Above: Small mountain potato + Oil + Frying Pan
Enmedio: 1 + 2 + 3 together ...
Below: FRYING!
Well, that, once fried, with a skimmer (which no idea how to say in Japanese), remove to a plate. Description "no?
Top: Eggs, more power, + fork
Down: Beat the eggs (attached a description of the moves to beat the eggs)
Below: Gam-beat the eggs (Gambat is the word used to give courage, is a pun that I doubt caught the Japanese, but Hispanics are broken to laugh at him) Well
So you plug all the ingredients in the dish with the egg, I put a pinch of salt, throw it all into the pan, and arrange the way with a fork.
Above: Plato + Almost tortilla
Middle: top plate
Down: Raise (the fire), turn quickly, they raise. written in pencil put "media tortilla
Well, that" If you turn it on full speed .. " "Your tortilla .."
Down: This fall, lol!
Middle: a spider (mushi = bug) said: food!
Above: If all went chachi, use the dish to return it in the pan. Fix the way with a fork.
Five minutes later .. plate metal to please y.. Do you eat? TAKE THAT!

Well, that, that I laughed really pretty, of course, that the translation is somewhat free. Anyway, I hope that when I finish my time here, I can spell these words as jets of this manual, so you can put my version 2.0. And who knows Japanese ... (Tsss. .. already being fatal, do not let me wrong, hehehehe)

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