misekake no robusongu - indigo la End

Acabo de terminar de ver Love Stage y estoy leyendo el manga... pienso en los japos, tan lindos y raros, y la manera en que te ven por no ser japonés, medio bien y medio mal... no sé como explicarlo. ok, en Japón un poco escuché Jpop y Jrock, pues estaba a un lado de la Tower Records. Ah que lindo, Shibuya, pero qué alivio no andar ya por esos rumbos, y aún así, me imagino que volveré, aunque sea una gran complicación en esta vida. En fin, esta canción es de indigo la End, no puedo decir que me recuerda a Tokyo, en realidad esta canción suena a Technicolor Fabrics, una banda chilena, jaja.

Pero indigo la End me parece super sweet, pff, que casi me dan ganas de llorar.

4 weeks in Japan

I left Seoul with some heaviness in my heart.
I have to admit I was sad. yes, sad, for leaving a country.... aaaah so sad indeed now that I think about it, but since I arrived to Tokyo I felt very welcomed. Very happy, warm, I met a super nice friend, I went to all types of places, Japanese people were as lovely as they can be,,, always a bit distant tho... why are asians distant? well, Chinese were not haha, but oh, china, it is so difficult to live there, hot water? no thanks. Still, I am not the friendliest, not a person that gets close to others easily, and yet I cried on the last day at EF Tokyo. Ha, and even hug Tetta-sensei (he was not really a sensei, local joke) But yeah, I left crying, why did I leave crying?  I guess they were longing tears, because somehow I was glad and desperate to leave.
I remember London, I should go back to London, you see, when I went to England I was too, too happy. Everything was perfect, I couldn't find a single complain... and yet. I wanted to cry at the airport, really, I didn't want to go back, I was going to miss everyone, I just felt too much that summer. too much love, too much adventures, sex and alcohol... haha, back then I was a completely different person but somehow it worked out. I didn't find the love of my life but I found someone I really liked, I found awesome friends, I cried.... cried, cried because I didn't want to leave. and it was so perfect I didn't want to go back for a while, but maybe now... I would go just for the sake of knowing. However I'm too lazy to think seriously. I'm lazy plus I don't know how to do anything on my own. Blame it on my parents, since they are here I can't fucking fuction. I was tho, but since my brother's accident...ugh, yeah...maybe that's why I'm running to the other side of the world. Maybe once... ah, no, forget about it... what should I DO. I'm always in the house, I need some wild adventures... I lived my wild adventures, some time ago. Now it is too quiet. I'm also a bit tired, but ah.... I need to do something, something... fall in love, suffer a bit for a change.
Well, time will tell...

1 week in Seoul.

Llevo una semana en Seúl, que pasó extremadamente rápido. Seúl es una ciudad extraña, Asia es un lugar extraño. Asia es linda. Seúl es grande. Itaewon, Hongdae, cada lugar es un sueño. Es una cultura diferente, una aventura, un día volveré, más sabía, con el corazón tal vez más tranquilo. I don't want to forget.