Om Japan
Alltid artig å lese hva folk oppdager om Japan.Synes nå jeg hvertfall. Og det er alltid de samme rare tingene.Hehe
Her er listen fra Patrick i klassen min, en av Oxford-kidsa.
-You can stand around in public and drink, including right outside the booze-shop. Parties standing in the train station drinking at any time of day will not be reprimanded. However, should one have the audacity to try and sit down, a guard will come over and tell you to stand up.
-Clothes in Japan are awesome. Guys dress cooler, girls dress cooler, and it’s all pretty cheap. The downside? Japanese clothes aren’t exactly designed with my physique in mind, and shops don’t stock XXL like, ever.
-Thigh-highs are fucking awesome. Literally, so awesome. Take note, girls.
-I have seen two pregnant people in what, five weeks? Six weeks? Not many kids, basically
-Japanese people are incredibly racist. This goes beyond idle black person jokes in 100% white public schools, beyond even the Japanese kids who joke with us about the hordes of bizarrely employed black people in red-light districts, to a deep seated and genuine believe that the Chinese (all one billion plus of them) are liars and cheats who defraud every other nation on the planet. This view has been most strongly expressed to me by my host family, an average boring salary-man and housewife. What must the real racists be like!?
-Yet they still all love Americans.
-For a country in an economic recession that can’t kick start aggregate demand, the Japanese sure do a fuck-tonne of shopping.
-No one has seen Naruto.
-On TV they advertise a product that *stops* you getting a suntan when you go to the beach and sunbathe. This seems odd; why, for example, did you go sunbathing in the first place?
-The Japanese version of monopoly focuses on getting a career and married. Literally, you move along the board and then roll to get married, get promoted, have kids etc. The worst thing that can happen is you leave your company. There is no jail and no Mayfair, just squares where you work hard, or ones where you don’t and get fired.
-I am basically living on bread. This may sound hard, but actually in Japan bread is amazing, and probably quite good for you. Of course, I also live on McDonald’s and Coke (though I do drink less), so I doubt the health benefits win out.
-Even in 2007, Microsoft’s dictionary tacitly refuses to acknowledge fuck as a word by not suggesting the correct spelling when you typo it (not about Japan, but hey, this is me being concise, bear with the odd diversion).
-The creation of more than two words of Japanese strung together will produce the exact same result: “Ahh! Nihongo jouzu neh?” (Skillful Japanese, roughly). They will often then proceed to speak much better English than half of England can (the northern half, obviously).
-Though less common, praise is often heaped in a similar vein for being able to actually use chopsticks. When this occurs, if one happens to have just picked something up, it is almost mandatory to drop it just to wind them up.
-A PS3 is less than half the price. Taking orders if anyone wants one.
-We may have been the first hitch-hikers that most of our lifts had ever seen, but they still picked us up. Just for kicks. Would you pick up a guy twice your size and one with the craziest blond hair ever simply because they looked novel? Thought not.
-Once you have mastered Japanese grammar and verb constructions perfectly, learned every single one fluently, absolutely perfect, you can then, and ONLY THEN, proceed to learn how Japanese people actually use verbs. It is entirely random! You can basically shove whatever you want on the end. Meaning is more inferred than explained! They must all be telepathic, the speaking part seems fucking redundant.
-I’m pretty damn sure I heard the FFVIII OST in a shop the other day. Like, over the radio thing. It was a travel agent. Kewl.
-Asahi Super Dry is really fucking nice. Beats the piss that passes for larger in England anyway.
-Melodies of Life is always a good song (or, attention wandering)
-People expect you to be smart simply because you go to Oxford. They also, for some God-unknown reason, expect you to be hard working and, this is the real kicker, able to get out of bed in the morning. Fools.
-heh, girls will open conversations with the line (all right, this only been the opener one time) “Do you have a girlfriend?”. Less hassle, it must be admitted.
-I think I have tricked my host family into a family trip (parents, 12 and 14yrold kids, me) to see 300 when it comes out here. This could be hilarious.
We have a new winner!
-As proved today during Modern Japanese Novels, you can drink in class. While this has been tolerated in the form of water or w/e up until now, no one seemed to complain today as I battled the heat with a nice chilled can of Asahi Super Dry! I think I'm onto some serious success here, Japan ftw
Her er listen fra Patrick i klassen min, en av Oxford-kidsa.
-You can stand around in public and drink, including right outside the booze-shop. Parties standing in the train station drinking at any time of day will not be reprimanded. However, should one have the audacity to try and sit down, a guard will come over and tell you to stand up.
-Clothes in Japan are awesome. Guys dress cooler, girls dress cooler, and it’s all pretty cheap. The downside? Japanese clothes aren’t exactly designed with my physique in mind, and shops don’t stock XXL like, ever.
-Thigh-highs are fucking awesome. Literally, so awesome. Take note, girls.
-I have seen two pregnant people in what, five weeks? Six weeks? Not many kids, basically
-Japanese people are incredibly racist. This goes beyond idle black person jokes in 100% white public schools, beyond even the Japanese kids who joke with us about the hordes of bizarrely employed black people in red-light districts, to a deep seated and genuine believe that the Chinese (all one billion plus of them) are liars and cheats who defraud every other nation on the planet. This view has been most strongly expressed to me by my host family, an average boring salary-man and housewife. What must the real racists be like!?
-Yet they still all love Americans.
-For a country in an economic recession that can’t kick start aggregate demand, the Japanese sure do a fuck-tonne of shopping.
-No one has seen Naruto.
-On TV they advertise a product that *stops* you getting a suntan when you go to the beach and sunbathe. This seems odd; why, for example, did you go sunbathing in the first place?
-The Japanese version of monopoly focuses on getting a career and married. Literally, you move along the board and then roll to get married, get promoted, have kids etc. The worst thing that can happen is you leave your company. There is no jail and no Mayfair, just squares where you work hard, or ones where you don’t and get fired.
-I am basically living on bread. This may sound hard, but actually in Japan bread is amazing, and probably quite good for you. Of course, I also live on McDonald’s and Coke (though I do drink less), so I doubt the health benefits win out.
-Even in 2007, Microsoft’s dictionary tacitly refuses to acknowledge fuck as a word by not suggesting the correct spelling when you typo it (not about Japan, but hey, this is me being concise, bear with the odd diversion).
-The creation of more than two words of Japanese strung together will produce the exact same result: “Ahh! Nihongo jouzu neh?” (Skillful Japanese, roughly). They will often then proceed to speak much better English than half of England can (the northern half, obviously).
-Though less common, praise is often heaped in a similar vein for being able to actually use chopsticks. When this occurs, if one happens to have just picked something up, it is almost mandatory to drop it just to wind them up.
-A PS3 is less than half the price. Taking orders if anyone wants one.
-We may have been the first hitch-hikers that most of our lifts had ever seen, but they still picked us up. Just for kicks. Would you pick up a guy twice your size and one with the craziest blond hair ever simply because they looked novel? Thought not.
-Once you have mastered Japanese grammar and verb constructions perfectly, learned every single one fluently, absolutely perfect, you can then, and ONLY THEN, proceed to learn how Japanese people actually use verbs. It is entirely random! You can basically shove whatever you want on the end. Meaning is more inferred than explained! They must all be telepathic, the speaking part seems fucking redundant.
-I’m pretty damn sure I heard the FFVIII OST in a shop the other day. Like, over the radio thing. It was a travel agent. Kewl.
-Asahi Super Dry is really fucking nice. Beats the piss that passes for larger in England anyway.
-Melodies of Life is always a good song (or, attention wandering)
-People expect you to be smart simply because you go to Oxford. They also, for some God-unknown reason, expect you to be hard working and, this is the real kicker, able to get out of bed in the morning. Fools.
-heh, girls will open conversations with the line (all right, this only been the opener one time) “Do you have a girlfriend?”. Less hassle, it must be admitted.
-I think I have tricked my host family into a family trip (parents, 12 and 14yrold kids, me) to see 300 when it comes out here. This could be hilarious.
We have a new winner!
-As proved today during Modern Japanese Novels, you can drink in class. While this has been tolerated in the form of water or w/e up until now, no one seemed to complain today as I battled the heat with a nice chilled can of Asahi Super Dry! I think I'm onto some serious success here, Japan ftw
posted by Cathrine at 5/25/2007 06:20:00 PM
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