Profiscor on the Your-Japan Blog Network

So it’s been almost 6 months since I’ve been here, and I’m only here until July.

One thing I realise about being here is that stories come so much better to me when I reflect on them a while after they’ve happened. so I’m going to aim to write down my thoughts as everything is happening and watch my story play out in the hope that I can give you some good stories somewhere down the line rather than have a mish-mash of it all.

This entry really has no point other than to tell you what’s happening to everyone who I mentioned in my previous entries.

Let’s start with Dixie, Infamous boy-loving Dixie, who actually had a boyfriend of 6 years when she arrived here.

Anyway she went completely AWOL for a couple of months, from about November to January people really had no idea where she was. It’s a well known fact that she can pretty much take car of herself so no one really worried except for the odd “gee, where in the hell is that girl?” Since she really hasnt been to class in forever.

It soon emerged that she had been sleeping with pretty much any Japanese man that she could find - And I don’t mean men in their 20’s either. No no no… She’d been going for men in their late 30’s you know, for a little “Sugar Daddy Lovin’” you know “Ooh daddy I’ve been a naughty 21 year old”

*Shudder*

Anyway, since Dixie is meant to be living in my building, I noticed that I never saw her bike around, but I was honestly too busy to care.

It was only when one of our other friends finally let on that she knew Dixie had been (and still is) living with a 39 year old man that everything fit into place. When I spoke to Dixie, on the off chance, she seemed like she felt left out, but justified that she preferred living with him because he has a bath and she can take bubble baths whenever she wants. Oh… and he pays for everything.

Im starting to think it would be more interesting if she were blogging her instead of me…! haha

“Dear diary, today I decided I was going to skip class, fob off labs and live with a 39 year old Japanese man who can barely speak English let alone my native language…German”

The girl’s got balls, I’ll give her that much.

As for me, as much as I want to give you juicy news about ridiculously handsome men proclaiming their love to me on campus, I’m afraid there just arent any. Since, let’s face it they all fear me and I’m too cooped up in class and/or labs for most of the time contemplating whether or not to throw myself out the 6th floor window.

I did let my hair down during Christmas break when the international society has a yearly party, though.

As I got there and passed by the “bouncers” i.e. First year football(soccer) team reserves, I found that there were actually more Japanese people there than international students there. Including quite a lot of Japanese boys topping up on their Dutch courage for the evening.

You get one free drink if you come dressed up in a suit or a dress, so naturally having jumped at the chance to trade in my trackies and jeans for one of the dresses I’ve brought with me, I strutted my way to the bar when I was stopped by the most good looking boy I have ever seen.

He stopped me and said “Avena-chan, do you remember me?”

I looked at him and realised that I had infact met him at the welcome party back in August and I had thought the same thing back then, that he was gorgeous.

But for the life of me I could not remember his name, so I confessed that I remembered him but not his name.

He looked at me and blushed and said “Oh yeah it’s hard to remember isnt it?” and told me his surname, which I thought was quite weird. Either that or it just means that he doesn’t like me enough to give me his first name.

Anyway omgYayz!!!11!! a beautiful Japanese boy spoke to me… Yes that’s how rarely it happens that I actually have to announce it here like a crazy freak(^_^)

In the craziness of the whole party I managed to get drunk…A little more drunk than I had hoped, to the point where I was onthe balcony by myself with Ryuusuke, (yeah? remember him?) He’s been mailing me on and off, pretty much to see how far he’d get even though I’ve been replying with one word answers most of the time.

Anywho I was talking to a student that came to my university last year and a couple of others, when I realised that everyone had gone from the balcony as I was trying to sober myself up with the fresh air a glass of water.

Ryuusuke then comes up next to me and motions that he wants to tell me something. So I lean in thinking he wants to say something in my ear, when the bastard sticks his tongue all the way down to my ear drum.

EAR DRUM.

I think I’m going to start beleiving my crazy ex-flatmate when she says “All Japanese boys are porn stars” O_O

If it wasn’t for the fact that, that’s pretty much all the action im getting all year, I’d feel somewhat violated.

Needless to say I ran away as soon as he did that, I ran away danced with my friends, stumbled home and woke upthe next day feeling worse for wear.

Catch you soon

Also remember to e-mail me at inazumanoue@gmail.com if you have any questions, I reply to every one.

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