Japan trip - Part 2

Log 2: June 13, 2011 ~ June 15, 2011:

Monday, June 13, 2011:

4:40 PM. I am feeling intense rage. Or at least was. My brother, he bought this huge-ass Dragon Quest 25th Anniversary Slime... whatever the hell it is… at the Square Enix Shop located in Shinjuku, Tokyo, Japan. Anyways, for whatever effing reason, my brother buys this huge piece of crap to take home. I literally went “asdfjkl;”. This is just like what happened last effing year. He got this Dragon Quest Monster Battle Road Victory controller that was, what, probably just as huge, if not huger. And we were forced to drag this giant piece of junk around when heading home.

Anyways, so, my SE shop bag was falling apart. So, I ask my brother, “Hey, mind if I put my stuff in your (huge-ass) bag of stuff?” He shrugs okay, so I do and I decide to hold it. Now, at the security checkpoint, it turns out this magnificent piece of junk won’t fit through the machine checking the luggage. I get asked to take this to the Luggage Check-In counter somewhere off to the side.

… You can imagine the rage and confusion that ensued from this. I head on down to the Check-In Counter (thanks to a very kind officer working at the airport) and run the thing through. I then pass the Security Checkpoint, no problem. My mom told me that, for some effing reason, my brother is mad because of that. Hell if I know why. Maybe it’s because he was called… cold-hearted or something (hakujou). Or he didn’t get to fondle his whatever-it-was. Either way, I really could care less now about it.

She also told me no one really cared about me besides her. I really did want to go home and stay home after hearing that. I also really wish I failed Lit class too. In fact, I would’ve LOVED to stay at home where it’s cool, where there’s a pool down the concrete path, and where I could connect to the internet any time of the day.

I wrote the above three paragraphs in a matter of 15 minutes. Yes, it’s 5 PM here in Japan, and I’m about to board a plane to Osaka. asdfjkl; @ today, asdfjkl; @ humidity, asdfjkl; @ Japan, asdfjkl; @ family, asdfjkl; @ planes. asdfjkl; @ the world.

[/rage] [/imad] [/imadbro]

Also, if you’d like to know what I was up to “between” Log 1 and Log 2 (and why I wasn’t logging), I was on trains and in streets. There wasn’t any time to write anything up. Plus, I left my belongings in a locker. ¥300 for 1 day. Sounds worth it, no?

The things I bought at the Square Enix Shop: Two PSP games (The 3rd Birthday, Dissidia Final Fantasy Duodecim), a Moogle plushy (for a friend), and a Metal Gear Solid Peace Walker Snake (Jungle Fatigues ver.) Play Arts. And none of these took up as much space as my brother’s aslimedfjkl;.

Woke up at around 5:30 AM (1:30 PM back in California). Rather humid in this room. Also quite... cramped. Oh well, whiners can’t be choosers. Played some of The 3rd Birthday before I slept and when I woke up. I’ll have a blog post of it up sooner or later. For now, just going to play through it and see if it isn’t Final Resident Fantasy Evil XIII-4. I’ll start up Dissidia Duodecim… if I had a USB cable useable by my PSP. So yeah, for now, Metal Gear Solid Peace Walker, Blue Dragon, Final Fantasy V, and The 3rd Birthday are all I have to play.

Note: I guess I’m not really “growing out” of Square Enix…

Oh, went out today and bought myself a PSP game case, screen protector, and new headphones. The headphones. They work very well. I like. Very much.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011:

… Sorry, what? Still playing through The 3rd Birthday. Also, may start playing a game my brother recommended to me: Shining Hearts by Sega. I’ll definitely start that, actually. Duodecim will have to wait until I get home––too lazy to go out and buy a USB cable for moving data from PSP to lappy and vice versa.

Oh, and I may go to Hiroshima later in the day… may stay there the entire day and some of tomorrow as well. Sadface. Countryside where there’s no free internet. I’m not even sure if internet exists down there.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011:

Well. Just got off the taxi that stopped up front my grandparents’––on my mother’s side––home in Hiroshima, Japan, at around 5:30 PM in Japan time. Oh, the great countryside. The mountains! The green! The itchy feeling from doing just nothing! The lack of internet! The lack of heaven-piercing buildings! The giant bees and mosquitoes and other little critters that were probably mutated as a result of natural selection and the quite possibly minimal––and probably harmless––amounts of radiation from the atomic bomb dropped back in World War II! And the other little critters that weren’t buffed up by the radiation!

… I’m sorry, that was bad. Well, I bet you can tell I really dislike the countryside. Perhaps that’s because of my grandmother––again, on my mother’s side––who apparently has a dictionary without an entry for the word “no.” If she asks something of you, try saying “no.” It’ll be like a Square Enix game. You can’t say “no” and get it over with. And trust me, I’ve played enough Square Enix games to know how annoying that is. Plus, she’s into all this gossip crap and talks behind other’s people’s backs while… what, trying to maintain a “proper” social status by talking nicely and complimenting people? I dunno. It’s not working for me. I also noticed that, even though she’s into gossip and such, she’s somehow, what, 20-ish years late in the technological department. She said an iPad is “magical.” Or runs on “magic.” If that’s the case, then Apple would’ve made… transparent cars by now. Or something. If you want an example of how behind she is, by the way, see the TV. It’s this 4:3 box thing. Sadly, it runs on electricity. Not “magic.”

Speaking of video games, I started Shining Hearts a couple hours ago. Women! Hearts! Monsters! Fishing! Bread! Frigging bread! I’ll have a blog post up about it once I’ve played enough.

Aside from Shining Hearts, a bullet train to Hiroshima, and quite possibly a stay at the home of the most phony relative––my grandmother––ever, nothing accomplished. I’d really like to head back to Kobe where the mosquitoes are smaller and where there isn’t a vegetable patch every couple blocks. Well. It’s going to be boring as all get out and I’m not going to explain any of the stuff that happened. Because it’s just that boring.

My brother says this about the Hiroshima stay: “I’m in the hell of my trip and I’ll soon be back in the heaven of it.”

… It could be worse. Oh well. I’m going to sign off now. There really wasn’t much to say about my stay in Hiroshima anyways. Log 3’ll have more stuff about this trip.