the reasonable answer on a question, why bro would not share with me the half of his earnings. is simply the fact that i would spent all this half in one day and with things, going in this direction we will end up on forever being not able to move in a large central mansion. (Oo indeed, i am bad with holding money in hands. i was definitely not born for savings >.....<
i can not move my body at all, even after sleeping for whole 13 hours *O* that is what you got for perfect dating.. and for walking about 10 hours as it is. (have been not walking that much since Kyoto!)
probably, only truly japanese people can get the awesomeness of the presence, which is realized in チーズ牛丼 at すきや, and be happy to start day like this.
in other words, that was a good beginning three cute fluffy little hello kitty bunnies, won in a game with luck, then strolling down the parks and streets to Hara-Hara. (indeed, i managed to see, how people are enthusiastic about Cirque du Soleil, which is currently acting there for impossible price)
after a long and productive search could finally find myself a pair of jeance with holes and flowery belt. but bro, against my always rejections, forced me to walk through Dior, Chanel and all that jazz again >.< there are just no people there :O and the stuff is so-so over-serving you that it makes me sick always as well w on the contrast, the shop of Loius Vitton is greatly full. as expected from something, being quite cheap. (70 000 that is it.)
then was a great monologue of a philosophical mode of *do you want to eat strawberry pancakes because everyone likes it?* or *do you want to buy Chanel coats because it is a stamped status demonstration?* my head went round from this, respecftively, and with all of this, bro is still wanting his iphone (cos everyone keeps it, nah.) then was Aoyama and the most great dark moccha frappuchino (not sakura latte, because what, everyone wants to drink it? D) and finally finally.
Roppongi Hills, 52th floor, night kissing (how we can go against society, mine) and guessing, where will be the house to live in. i am still fighting for the fact that i have to see Tokyo Tower from my window~ that will cost respectively about 50 000 000 yen *O*
to think about it, Tokyo is very compact against the fact that we have here about 13 million people. you can see it all in one glance. and be proud of something like Sky Tree, which is the highest building in the world for now. yay-yay for 600 m, coming soon.
amd we definitely can not behave in the trains. i am sure, pretty soon we will end up arrested. ... i am adoring, how bro, being in love with maths and finances, can recognize the rare works of Manet and Dali. sometimes i am even envious that he is so amazing in art, being in very contrasting field. but no way, i will drug him with me to museum. it will make me suspecting my own godlike art abilities *O* by the way, saw some Duchamp yesterday. (this guy is strongly being associated in my head with toilets maybe once and forever) do not like him, even he is strangely fun. ... but yes, it was perfect as always. perfect date ~ 13 000 yen per day. yam yam.
i have been waiting for this day to come. the february was so much harsh on us.. and even though i enjoy going to the city hall to see that guy, who will never give me his phone number because of so much being 真面目 and hardly ever the guy, who registered my marriage would want to have fun with me, anyway lol.
but he is so much cool. or so i want to think over w even with this, ten times going is a lil bit too much. most of the paper work is done for today. よかった。 and the most harsh part was to make bro doing something (or pay taxes properly at least >////////<) with his めんどくせー line of living this awesome life. yups.)
tomorrow will start as usual.
hot cocoa with cinammon in the early mornings, going to somewhere simple and dear where usual people could have never found love, but we can easily n soundly. walking about Hara-Hara, holding hands and eating strawberry pancakes to reach Aoyama and adore the house, we will live. the pass the evening and hide in some blue lighten bar on the 52th floor to watch over the night Tokyo along with frozen coctails (and fondue <3) to be merged with the touching silence. (it took me three hours to find in all the Tokyo the bar i do like :O)
it is amazing, how so many people do not remember the day, they got married or just prefer to pass it through without notice. up untill now as thousand years earlier we are still remembering. the very first spoken words, the very first places we have reached, the very first glances and the very first 一つになること。 (キースは・・・?キースは?!過ぎたじゃねいか・・・こいつやべぞ!) love is when he remembers the color of lingerie, you were wearing for the first time (c) XD i am still amazed of this adorable memory. こいつはやべぞ・・・すぐ脱ぐー。
it is not that our memories are different towards each other DD that is what makes it excessively eternal. ... i was wondering today why koreans (how i hate koreans my gods!) are not dying one by one because of the food they are eating :O we were eating korean ramen today and end up almost with holes in our stomaches./// how much i hate koreans, chinese and even more the people, who mix our precious japanese culture all in one. would have erased everyone!
today i shared the idea with bro. it would have been so great if everyone except us had to die. pretty much ironically i was questioned, who would make us food, games and where from people to use will be coming.. *sign* such an inconvenience, indeed **
time to watch another perfect dream. tender the night *
today from China i finally got a great pocket with paintings, i so dearly adore and in love with *) two Botichelli and Rafael and Da Vinci and more. this woman is adorable.
if you do not mind, you can write me back. i am 27, married and living in another culture.
somehow, it moved me in a definite way. ... and i am still getting a gift from my new portugal (german) friend, who is awesome being a doctor (his handwriting is tremendous...) and so so kind that it makes me even smile. my range of places in Europe i can go rapidly increasing.
оу. я исхитрилась впихнуть в наш комп русский. значит ли это что я теперь буду писать на этом чудном языке? ну-ну. это просто к тому что у меня есть русский если вдруг что. то есть если совсем припечет :O
today in the news was announced that this year (already?!) 30 000 guys went suicide because of the very harsh life. that is much, about 100 every day if we are speaking roughly. in the reality it is about 50 000.
bro, commenting it pointed out the fact that we are living in such a heaven place that even a little trouble make people think their life is ended up and forever once. that is true, i have studied it through sociology where this phenomen is called like great suffering from the indefendity. (неопределенности) japanese people like when all is defined. when everything is right. when something goes out of the range - 死んだほうがい。
but i am already used to this. ... indeed, when bro will decide to become allmighty and take this world down finally, he will go to the finance department. (so much in love with money, aw!) but i am not allowing yet. i want my own local definity. my own designed house and. i do not care about social status less if that is about home.
as for me, finance is ちょつまらん。 why people get so much money, being there and even enjoy? something, i could never get.
but adorable, adorable. every king has to be impressive in knowing all about finance. ... that is funny that we are being so freaking busy that do not have even one day to normally make a nice awesome date. we are so much adored because our dates are pefrect. but hell we can with all this paper work, i want finally to end.
today i was excessive and so so wanted to ask the phone number of that city hall guy. bro commented is as all the world around (including him) is 真面目 and Ren is again やばすぎて (;つД`
that was now very 真面目 of me. being back to everyday non-sensical nonsence.
today i so finally obtained pink-something-to-cook-in and 銘酒 which is absolutely awesome plum liquer. bro is not drinking, so i am lonely in gorgeous again. 3 a.m. and i am going to drink more cos it is 銘酒!
monday is gonna be full with dining and drinking. bro managed the day off on tue (thu-sat-tue!) as promised and that is why sat we going to the sea. amd shrines to obtain this year prophecies.
もうちょっとで花見ー。 i am going to visit all the possible 桜まつり in Tokyo. i am so much こいしい・いとしい to hanami my gods. always missing it, this year finally going to watch~
there are finally bananas at home (did i yet not tell about my banana love?) but tomorrow we are making carry. bro is awesomely awesome in that but i am humbly helping. ... i love people, who are making wedding for three times. they have so much money to waste! but i loved the idea and passionately sharing with bro. once - Tokyo, then - 地元 (wedding with snowflakes:O) , once again - Hawaii and once again, probably Ireland.
aw, we are getting from someone a little blue Mazda. 600.0000 yen. stupidly filled with blue lights and grrrrr sounds. (stupidly filled* mode cost the owner clearly 300.0000 yen.) i do not know, why do we need this awful blue creature there.
but okay, everyone likes presents when they are free.
..and the most i am loving in you is that you do not show mercy, you do not forgive. ... breathtaking beautiful, as Heian is. even though it is made up through the manifest to surrealism. (i have read it, it is amazing indeed. gonna read once again!)
that is for the fact, that in the National Center the exibition of surrealism was opened and i am going there after tomorrow. you can not imagined how awesome this national center is. you do not have to go back to Louvre to see what you can see. their connections with France are really amazingly stunning.
and that is the place where i want to work 5年後. honestly, what the queens do if they do not have to rule every day and make the work, usual people have to do? they study the history of art in the terms of philosophy (excessively non practical discipline and degree, in rus you would have already died from straving, keeping it :O)
and then go to the galleries to become even more beautiful.
or, that is what i am going to do as soon as Tokyo gives me it. that is amazing (yes, i know) that the art is amalgamating well here. here you can find so much indescribably breathtaking art.
Magritte, Dali, Ernst.
AAA! this princess is adoring sur with all her passionate heart.
why could not the teacher love his student? in the very end he is human being as well. what is bad about being in love with someone?
there is nothing bad about being in love with someone. but if the teacher falls in love with his student, he should stop being a teacher. the one, who is teaching, at the same time making a definite someone his special interest, at the same time accepting other students as one, at the same time, trying to love and teach in the same terms - this person hardly can be named a teacher, indeed.
such a touching tragedy, my. ... i adore to make all the important decisions. yesterday brother almost seriously asked me, what i want to become in the future. almost seriously answered, that the queen would do for me minding social stability, maybe my work day will be shorten up to three days a week, indeed *)
thinking about which, i adore playing this old as world game. choosing the mansions design, color of carpets and places, where to go on week days. making all the awesome organization part of this life. i am so happy that bro is letting me do as i please. but i am getting too much well, that it is definitely only about letting. playing the queen and being sure, that all your decisions covered. with invisible safe shadow belt.
being sure that you are saving someone, being saved in advance. ultimately wonderful that is. ... my little sis is off to Macchu-Picchu. everyone got there, except me >< i am called to Montenegro in august to unite with my strange family. probably, pass. probably, yes. at first we are off to Okinawa to get tanned. bro promised me that heartedly.
i had those 30 000 yen, i can go eat delicious food, drink yammy ginger coffee, go drink with strange people sake or buy vintage cups. and clothes, of course. numerous-numerous times.
but apart of that i would prefer bro to take two more days off. eleven in a month in total.
have my own prioroties, kinda *)
we are so excessive, working four days in a week (c)
human beings can be so excessive. honest to the fault, assuring themselves they protect something, they love. assuring themselves they are so sacrificing at everything. actually, just being weak and trying to cover facts with lies. they think, they protect.
usually keeping so many skelets in the wardrobe to dance with.
human beings can be so excessive. making mistakes in definitions, they created themselves.
i can not live if there is not a bottle of casiss and orange or grape or grapefruit juice in my fridge. became so attached, my.
again, bro forgot to give me money so i pass ginger coffee today. ... amazing, that 30% of marriages here made up because of pregnancy. (being born from such a marriage could share the experience how awful it is. the marriage, respectively. on the other hand, in such a marriage the kid is often adored. (just because you simply can not adore your partner, huh?) and i never experienced the definite jelousy towards both not macthed sides, taking one side or another on mood. yeah, probably i was the quite lucky one)
the other 70% are made of kids oriented (so to say family oriented) marriage. i have been always thought, it is just the reverse of first case where in the very end you just keep patience towards the one, you happened to get married with.
probably, i have never seen here the marriage, truly amazing, without kids. when you are so merged with your partner, that anything else would be trouble. i am blessed in being the exception (not that both families, i belong to, like it) and would have not imagined how i am to share my adorable brother with my own kids.
but i do know, that i would have failed every good match towards me. just because it is impossible to marry here if you can not have kids :O wherever it is, to think about it. just in our land it is so much excessive. at least this i was taught, if you do not have money, you do have body. to give a birth to cute someone, who will inherit.
who needs that, anyway.
even if i can not have kids, it changes nothing. but i can make up so many cases where it could have. ならないってよかったじゃー。
sometimes it becomes freaking irritating, how bros drawing attention of different 外人 girls on streets. but i do not even have to do something, he is beautifully cold. not even intentionally cold -- just simply indifferent to this all.
recently i have been thinking, that people in Tokyo (hence the best ones) have no interest at all in mixed blood. sometimes it goes even up to the straight hate. for example, Ryu. quite of the best ones, minding his current status and the future one as well. is taking foreigners as a subject of play, fun, shorttime interest. he loves Japan desperately. we all are. denying everything apart.
i was just thinking in terms of my favorite sociology the procent of international marriages in Tokyo and everything leads to the point, where everyone, who has brains would not make that even for money. taking care of someone, who has no rights is quite much めんどくさい。 again, the ones who come to that are the 40-50 salarymen who live somewhere in Fukuoka or even more tremendous 田舎。
everyone wants to keep his blood clean in the land, like this.
so i am always surprised of all those stupid foreign girls, who think that only coming there will lead him to a paradise with beautiful marriage, beautiful house and japanese world. ha-huh.
i love to see fails. i love to see how these people fail. ... on the other hand, my mum is saying i am (was) the perfect match *) my adorable cousin is doing his best on Fuji TV, why have not i married him DD going without saying the marriage within family it could have been. so so canon.
i love our society, it is so flashing. ... i am not like my brother, うまい。 he is great in indifference. i am emotionally unstable like a definite storm in a glass. showing out my hate and love freely. それはしかたないかな?
today i am making pasta. my italian branch would have been delightful to know that.
probably, i am already used to open my eyes at 4.45 a.m. i just have to hear, how bros always saying the same thing 今日はめっちゃ寒いさむいさむいさむいさむいさみゅぅぅぅぅぅぅぅ。 and he is always kissing me goodbye before he lefts. (aw, if i manage my work luckily i do not want him to work.)
today monday starts with letters and orange ice cream. and rain outside, whispering something about sadness. the last day of the winter.
again i am feeling myself thousand years older. that is why i do not like these recollections. twice in a year water dedicated memorial. coming soon in july. ... coming back to this sinful world, it is 3 a.m. fucking hell late :O bros alarms is in one hour, noooo.
in the memory of. you definitely should know, Isabelle. that one day i will disappear from your life. after that, you can never reach me.
i am not giving you home, hope, belief or aims. i will be proud if one day all the words, i have said you will turn into opposite and prove me wrong..
yes, you were not raising me. you were fixing me. and you fixed in the way, you only could have.
i have been thinking, why can not we be always with our masters. why we separate, often become rival and actually become stronger. just to prove wrong. why it has been always like this since the first.
probably, the weak is the one, who thinks that always being together leads to the point where you know asnwers. where you learned all the answers in advance and can always ask more. with that, you can never become yourself, but the reflection of someone. and then the decay starts.
that always being together leads to the point, where you want to dedicate all your life to your master. when actually this dedication has nothing more than the will to be praised by your master. then the time comes, when all the paths are not choosing by you.
i now think, there are people who share happiness in such existence. i now think, they are the most chained, shallow, weak and low ones. following does not have the meaning of repeating.
following is to rebel, deny and shout out yourself.
i have someone, who is raising me. where raising is protecting. an excessive care and where you do not separate two into one. hearts, bodies, thoughts are coming as one.
i had someone, who fixed me. where fixing is showing direction. i am looking forward to refinedly build myself in a precious form. now i can prove you the half of your lies, be proud of me sensei. little much more to control the ocean within myself.
i could have said - i want to become (like) you. be proud of me. i would say - i will never become you. i will be my own queen. be proud of your girl, sensei. that is what i can return back then. see me on the stage, be proud. that i could have proven you wrong.
i have never seen someone, better in teaching that you. that was the february, we met.... by the way, Oikumena had my brains. have some definite remarks towards that queen, but.
adorable. some moments are an elegy in b-moll. the depth of the ocean.
there are no seven thousand oceans. there is one and only ocean within. always the same. 形は違うー。
if i could reach you ever after, i would write only one word. halfway. towards the depth of oceans, towards the crown, towards the first meaning of the once n forever water change.