Silent Conversations

...when she's tired of ranting out loud...

strike one: omise

exhaustion has taken its toll on me these past few days and it almost made me dump my omise encounter to the trash of unwritten memories. huh?! moving on.... (forgive me for any confusion in tenses) first off, what is omise? according to my sister (i'm too lazy to look the meaning up) it is a japanese word for store or shop and sometimes it also refers to clubs or bars. now, that's settled lets continue...

a week ago, the company i will be working for  told me that i need to open a bank account. yey! this is where all the yens will come and go. cool.  so i went. now opening an account is not too hard a task if you're in an english speaking country but i'm in japan, so my sister  went with me (she can speak japanese fluently) without the need to resort to pleading hehehe.

we waited for a couple of minutes, then it was our turn. the teller and my sister exchanged a couple of "hai" (yes) and "wakarimashita, " (i understand) fill up this form "kudasai," and there i was listening intently, savoring every familiar word that floated in their conversation. i was delighted because the teller accomodated us with her warm smile on, except for one thing...

she asked, "what's the name of the omise she will be working for?" my sister gave her a two-second odd look and went on reading the forms. hmm.. whats going on?

as we head back to our seat to wait for my bank book, she couldn't contain her amusement and whispered to me that the teller might have mistaken me for an entertainer because of what the word "omise" implies. at first i jolted in surprise but i was suddenly overtaken by a strange wave of sarcasm that i started laughing out loud. we didn't care, we laughed so hard amidst the glances.

"if i'm the entertainer, then that makes you my mama-san!" i was laughing again. it felt good. and then it stung.

no offense to entertainers. i respect their choice (or the absence of it), but the branding in a way hurt. and i laughed my anger away. it was laughter born out of exasperation and wounded pride.

but here's the thing, i dont owe anyone any explanation. if they assume again. i really dont give a damn.

posted by: wawayni at 19:54 | link | whisper it to me, baby [ comments ]

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posted by: wawayni at 22:11 | link | whisper it to me, baby [ comments ]

thoughts before midnight....

* i am curious about the real deal about _____ (ehem) but then again, there is no point consuming my time on fruitless assumptions.

* darn. hale rocks! i mean, champ, the lead vocalist is just pure charm and talent.

* gosh, i am already 26. but my sister said that i could still pass for a high school student (okay, stop laughing). hmm, i like her perspective on this one.

* i am very anxious about my everyday trip to tokyo. should i get an apartment? nah.. i said, i'll wait and see.

* i wish i could still meet ______ ( dont you just love fill in the blanks? hihi..) after a year or at least in this lifetime.

* this room smells funny. hehe.

* i should start eating breakfast.

* my friends rock too! and i miss them all. *snifffff*

* Lord, i am being unfair again. sorry. remind me of your love and why i'm here.

.. good morning.

posted by: wawayni at 22:36 | link | whisper it to me, baby [ comments (2) ]

whew.

sigh.

yawn.

Zzzz.

posted by: wawayni at 22:16 | link | whisper it to me, baby [ comments (1) ]

take my hand, look me in the eyes

and tell me it's going to be all right, again.

if not....

i'll understand.

posted by: wawayni at 22:53 | link | whisper it to me, baby [ comments (1) ]

wait and see.

today wasn't that bad. no, i am not saying most of my other previous days were lousy. except today i received an avalanche of well-wishes and warnings about my new job or shall i say, new "life" in Japan. i have a pretty good assumption of what my life is going to turn into come monday next next week, but today a stranger gave a rather detailed description of it. in a nutshell, he said i will find myself running from train to train everyday, spending four hours of my precious time ogling at passengers who would stink of alcohol by friday, and reaching my point of destination exhausted.

someday, i might thank this stranger for his honesty.

but for now, he sure altered my way of coping with all these social and environmental changes. he said, it's going to be tough. i say, it's shit tough. and though someday i might rant about this decision, i know it's too early to complain. i'm just gonna have to wait and see.

wait and see.

posted by: wawayni at 23:22 | link | whisper it to me, baby [ comments ]

 

Why do you have to be so wonderful??  

posted by: wawayni at 10:42 | link | whisper it to me, baby [ comments ]

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