Soooooo I thought I knew how to get to class tomorrow…and then okaasan kept talking…now I have no idea. >.<
just ate a whole fish for dinner. Granted, it was a small one, but it still had a head and it was looking at me the whole time. :(
omg omg omg. 1. Okaasan bought me personalized chopsticks that say “Shelly” in katakana. 2. We had delicciousss sushi for dinner. 3. I bought a cell phone today and it is kawaiiiiii. The world is goodddd. ^^
Okaasan just made me gargle weird blue Japanese medicine…and insists I now do it three times a day. >.<
Okaasan rescued me from a spider…which resulted in her seeing my tattoo for the first time. She kept asking if it would come off if I washed it. lawlll.
So, Okaassan just fulfilled every stereotype I know about Asian women and driving. Let’s just say, even the parking attendant looked terrified and I may or may not have said a few prayers.
Also, Okaasan took me everywhere in a huge mall asking about stickers for my phone, thoroughly embarrassing me, and then brought me to Japan’s version of Claire’s on crack where I was the oldest person by 10+ years, and insisted I pick something out. But now my phone is kawaiiiiii!
