Profiscor on the Your-Japan Blog Network

Ok so I guess it’s about time I should admit it.

I have a Japanese boyfriend.

And before you joke, yes yes I’ve heard them all before;

“Wow is that like a rule of thumb for when you go to Japan?”

hahahaha… ¬_¬

But no, it was sort of an accident since I met him in England, and even after I’d started learning Japanese.

I promise you, I’m not the girl who sees one J-pop or drama and goes “ZOMGZ IM GOING TO JAPAN OMG JAPANESE POP STARS ZOMG *drool*”

No sir-ee… I mean I at least have the decency to never admit that in public…

All joking aside, I promise you I did not go out looking for a Japanese boyfriend to accompany the Japanese flatmates I already had along with the Japanese degree I’m doing…

That was an accident.

No really….That was me last year. And last year I was even more reluctant to admit it, because I know how obssessed with Japan I must have seemed.

“so your boyfriend’s Japanese?”

“yep”

“And 2 of the girls that you live with now and used to live with last year?”

“Yep”

“And you do Science and Japanese?”

“Yep”

*Bangs head on desk*

It all actually happened coincidentally.

As few and far between Japanese people are in Manchester, England. I, Advena, managed to fish them out somehow.

In the first year I coincidentally got quite friendly with 2 Japanese girls who were studying at my university and living in my accomodation and we decided that we would live together the subsequent year with two other friends of ours.

Also In the middle of my first year I met my boyfriend at my friend’s birthday party while making small talk to some people. One of them, as you do when at university, asked what course I was doing and so after telling them they stopped me and said.

“No shit! really?”

And called their friend over, who was an average looking, apparently Japanese guy.

The first thing that popped into my head was “Oh great(!) He’s going to label me into the foreigner who likes anime or something category” - And while there’s nothing wrong with liking anime, I don’t watch it and I simpy cannot get into reading manga either so I don’t like to be put in that category, personally.

After talking to him, I was the one who labelled him, as cocky and arrogant, and although we exchanged numbers I had decided that I wasn’t interested, even when he texted me I politely declined his invites to parties and such.

It was like that until I met him on campus one day by chance and both of us were just in normal clothes in a normal setting..

I got talking to him and I guess I realised that I liked the normal, glasses-wearing, coffee drinking, heading to the library him, more than the cool guy he tried to be at that party.

And the rest is (slightly embarrassing) history.

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