Decided to cut my hair. I don't care about my hair, it's just a pain to keep it looking ok. Lucky for me, as I for the life of me couldn't understand what the guy cutting my hair was saying to me. Another thing thats weird in this country. Almost every hairdresser is male. All I did was smile and nod to everything he said and hope it didn't turn out that bad. They do things in a rather weird order here. First he wet my hair, then he cut it a little, then he dried it and straightend it. I swear he spent more time making it pretty than actually cutting it. But apparantly my hair is a little thick so he coulden't manage it on his own. When he called his buddy over it turned out to be the guy Johanna have drooled over for the past two days. They pulled my hair all over the place but finaly got it right. When they where done the "hot" guy (not my opinion people) started packing up the stuff and I kind of spaced out looking at the guy sitting opposite of me and his ugly shoes. Suddenly I realised my hairdresser had said something and I gave him a questioning look. Just when he said: "Straight" the "hot" guy walked past. I had time to think: "You know, I'm not so sure he is." When I realized he was talking about my hair.

Oops... My mistake.

P.S. My hair looks great. Altough he thinned it out so much I barely have anything left.

Our school really needs a dictionary. Their definition of party is in a serious need of update. They had invited us all to a Halloween party (One week to early. They also in a desperate need for a calendar. It's not even November and there's Christmas decoration everywhere!) that we went to. The party was on a Friday, from 18:30 to 20:00.

Wild night in other words! Woohoo. My shoes where kind of killing me, but for once in my life I was TALL!

The only fun thing about it all was the plans we made for the next day. We met some random Japanese guys and decided to run around in Kyoto.

Yes we did everything our parents taught us not to do. But we took precautions. We knew a girl who new them and said they were sort of ok and we didn't tell them where we lived and so on.

Oh yeah, and Johanna brought a knife. I'm not kidding. Her excuse if they were to notice? I like to cut up fruit.

Hahaha, overall we had an awesome time. We went to a delicious restaurant and was told to break another rule our parents forced us to learn. Apparently if you don't slurp while eating noodles you are rude. Basically the exact opposite of how it is in Sweden. I got complimented for using my chopsticks perfectly, something not even all Japanese can do. Yay, go me and my skills in completely useless things.

Afterward we drove around a little until we got to a huge temple. The guy taught us how to make a wish. They gave us each a coin and told us what to do. It was cool.

Then the most Japanese thing of all. Karaoke time!

We had told them that swedes are rather shy and reserved in general. What we hadn't told them was that we were an exception. We rocked Bon Jovi, AC/DC, Spice Girls and Lady Gaga. We rocked the building to its knees.

We also took a trip to one of their apartments to feed the guys rabbit. Johanna’s lovely quote after cuddling the rabbit: "Who says a guy needs a dog, all he needs to get girls is a rabbit." I have to disagree. I'm not a fan of animals, yet I was the one who had to go get it when it hopped away and started to eat the carpet.

Got treated to cake, ate delicious food and learned a thing or two. Not a bad way to spend a Saturday.

I love TV. Really, really love TV. You know the question you get: "If you could only pick one and never use any of the other two again, what would you choose between phone, TV or computer?"

TV. Definitely TV. (Even though I actually mostly use my computer to watch my favorite shows. :P Sweden is slow.)

Try then moving to a country not being able to afford a TV and even if you did you wouldn't be able to understand anything, because the country you're in is one of the many bastard country’s that dubs EVERYTHING. Add the fact that you have no internet, making you unable to watch anything that way. I HATE my life.

Then yesterday when at the Manga Café I tried something. And it paied of. Yesterday I was able to watch the first episode of the fourth series of Merlin. Bad Idea.

My heart now lies in pieces on the floor.

Oh, god Merlin.

(P.S. People wonder why I hate Arthur and Gwen’s relationship. It's not so much the pairing; I mean it didn't exactly come as a surprise they would end up together. Hello, people. But the fact that they DON'T. GET. ANYWHERE. So annoying. They kiss, next episode it practically forgotten. They ACTUALLY proclaim their love, it gets them nowhere. This episode took the friggin cake. The dude knows he's going off to DIE and all he does is asking her to smile and hugs her?! WTF is wrong with you man. I am NOT the most romantical of people (at all!) But is a kiss really that much to ask for?

Apparently in the age of treason, incest and complete lack of any sense and moral, it is.)

(P.P.S. We all know he is in love Merlin anyway.)

Japan is a country that takes studies very, very seriously. So, for the past few days we have done nothing but "pluggat". So to change the routine we went out for dinner last Friday. We were all pretty high on the feeling of freedom and I especially on pain medication so after a stroll in the light rain, wet and out of our minds we stepped in the fast food restaurant Lotteria. It's safe to say we scared the shit out of the guy behind the counter.

At first we were talking loudly in Swedish and randomly bursting out in maniacal laughter. Then after a quick look at the menu, we all fell over laughing, over their misspelling of "hamburger" ("humburger"). Then Johanna did the funniest thing ever and thus proving to the poor guy, that, yes we had recently escaped from a mental institution. I can't explain it. You had to have been there.

Yesterday we had planned to go to our first Japanese festival. So we got up, went out and walked all the way to the sight. To find nothing. Seriously there were only a few people strolling around doing nothing. We had been 10 minutes late so maybe the parade had already past. I mean if any country can do it in that short amount of time, it's Japan. But no. On our way out we find a tiny note saying the festival had been postponed till Sunday because of the rain. It wasn't even raining.

Disappointed we set our sights on Kyoto station for some widow shopping. We found the coolest shop called "Jump shop". It was a nerd store for the "Weekly Jump" magazines different mangas. Of there mangas, the only one I'm currently reading/seeing is One Piece. Lucky for me they had an entire wall and some shelves filled with stuff from One Piece. Johanna and Sofia who love Naruto and Bleach had ONE shelf of stuff, which both fandoms had to SHARE. He, he, he, he suckers.

The only thing I went home with though was a pen, a new well needed dictionary and a Daruma Doll.

　

　


A Daruma Doll is a traditional Japanese "doll" that has two blank eyes. You wright a wish on a little piece of paper stuff it in the doll and paint one of its eyes. Once your wish comes true you paint the second one, granting the doll sight. It's a fun little thing.

Today we actually went to the festival and it was fun. Nuff' said.

Everytime somebody have knocked on our door, Johanna and Sofia have paniced and started running around because they have been unable to open the door in their state of dress. Or undress is a more correct term. Making my new job, aside from bug/spider killer, the doorman. By the way, try living with two people that are terrified of insects in a country where they are as big as your hand. Makes you feel like a hero though. A rather lame hero.

Anyway, Sofias theory about the door is that the post and delivery guys always come when they don't have any clothes on.

My theory is that they never wear any clothes.

Well they all think we are weird to begin with. We are also pretty sure at least half of them think we are lesbians.

Mine is the black one. They are called "Rose Pink", "Cocktail Black" and "Frozen Blue". I got it all but the Cocktail part.

Now we come to the best part: My new baby.

A while ago my dear Ipod decided that life wasn't high priority anymore. I mourned the passing of my sweet child and tried my best to move on. I now feel like the time has come. Time for a new beginning.

It gives you love, companionship, frustration and occasional fights over who's right or wrong. All the things a real child would give you. What makes it better is the fact that you can turn it of whenever you want and most importantly you don't have to squeeze it out of any bodily orfice.

P.S. I was the only one who didn't get any home work for tomorrow. All I've done today was eat sweets and watch the other two drown in frustation. He He He. *Evil smile*

These past days have been so hectic and I feel like I have done so much during an impossible amount of time. Instead of the hat with horns I brought with me home a new umbrella because it was raining like crazy and I didn't have one. All three of us got the same one but in different colors. Mine's the red one.

Then yesterday ran around all over the place ending up eating lunch at a restaurant right outside our new school. With our stomachs full, we entered our school for some information. We found out which classes we ended up in. We all ended up in different ones. Surprise, surprise, I DIDN'T end up in the lowest one!

Yay, Go me! I'm less than terrible.

That night we decided to do some laundry. The washing machine decided differently. Soaking wet and soapy, we had no choice to wash the clothes in our bathtub.







The Devil



Today we went into Osaka for some well-deserved (according to us) fun. We started off in Hep Five, a huge shopping mall. We didn't actually spend that much money, the food and the Ferris wheel dancing was more than enough.







My meal.

Our crepe/ice-cream/fruit thingis (Mine is the one to the right, with the strawberries and peaches.)

During the ride.

(You could connect you Ipod to the cart. Our play list: "I just had sex", "Jack Sparrow", "Jizz in my pants", "Bonamana" and finally "Wild dances".) It was awesome. Video coming up.

Johanna.

Sofia.

And that's about all the excitement we are getting for a while. Tomorrow we are getting/fixing our IKEA furniture and studying, on Sunday we are gonna try to find some stuff to cook in, 'cus we got nada. Because of a national holiday we start school on Tuesday.
Can't wait. (Seriously I'm not lying.)

Got to do my placement test today. It consisted of a written test and an interview. The test went so-so until we got to Kanji. Damn you Kanji!

The interview? Well my first and only word to Johanna when I came out was: "FITTA!".

So yeah, that's how it went.

Tomorrow we have orientation around the school and on wednesday we are going in to Kyoto city for some shopping. I have already spotted a hat I want. It has got horns...

Something else I'm looking forward to is friday. That's when we are going in to Osaka for some more shopping and mega Arcade fun. And yes Aria, I will look for your stupid games and remember the name of the arcadehall.

Where we are going on friday.