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Tuesday, February 28, 2006




Thursday, December 08, 2005

What I found out from reading blogs that I have posted since September.

The first thing is that my English. I improved my English skill in (or outside of) this blogging, and I was upset when I read the posts that I wrote for 3 months. I do not want to read them actually. They sound so childrish and even I don't understand what the author wants to say....

This blogg also helped me understand myself a lot. I posted my concerns when I was in trouble. Although I did not specify what my problems were(since this is blogging), I certainly got to know why I was concerned and could develop my thoughts. This blog did help me out of the spiral of concerns.

Finally, I got to know some people online when I was in trouble and posting my concerns. They were always kind to me and helped me realize how to solve the problems that I had. I thought this blog world was a strange, wierd and mean world, where I could not express myself, but it was not true. I can talk about myself in this world.

This is why I appreciate that I had an oppotunity to start blogging in this class.

Monday, December 05, 2005

Who Stays in My Room?

One of my best friends finished schooling here and went back to her home country a few days ago.

It is sad but not too bad any more because this is not the first time that I loose someone close. I just remember good memories with her, like breakfast that I always ate with her and the nights that I studied with her.

As an international student, I often get to know people from outside of the U.S. as well. It might sound good that I have many friends over the world, but at the same time that means that I cannot meet them easily after we go home.

I have said good-bye to many people who I liked, and who liked me as well. And it is just sad and hurts because when some one leaves you, you loose a part of yourself, where the person used to dominate. The part you lost is calling the person.

We meet many people in our life, and all of them must leave eventually.

There is a room which have two doors. When we get to know someone, he or she comes in our room though one of the doors. We have good time together in the room, but when the time comes, they have to leave though the other door. They never can come into again after they left from the door of farewell.

I hope some one stays in my room. I don't know, but maybe I am being too reluctant to keep friends.

But forgive me now. I don't want to hurt myself by loving someone too much and leaving the person.

Sunday, November 27, 2005

Dance Dance Dance

Well, I hope everyone had a great thanksgiving day.

I want to thank for this holiday, a half since we don't celebrate thanksgiving in Japan and it was totally "Thanks giving" for me, and a harf because it was so exciting that it made me feel like studying.

I was in NYC. I went to see the Macy's parade, the Statue of Liberty and so on. That was just ok for me; they were just sightseeing places anyway.I want to thank for artistic aspects of NYC.

I went to Metropolitan Museum, Although I have been there several times, still that place enchants me. It is huge, and you always have to decide what you are going to see before you go there.

I chose to see modern art this time.

I found some pieces of my favorite artist, Joan Miro. His paintings are awesome; most of them are abstract, and I have no clue where objects in the picture come from. They are always full of vivid colors, which he uses contrasively and expand the world of his pictures. There is move in the pitcure. However, there is conherence in the pitctures. There is silence.

These silence and move in the same picture drive me crazy. How does he achieve to put these contradict factors into one picture???

I was watching the same picture of him for almost 30 minites. I thought I talked to the artist.

In the daydream with him, he was working on a piece. I asked him why he could draw like that. He told me that it was a piece of cake and showed me how to. Then he took a pen, and without thinking, he started drawing. Objects naturally came out from the tip of his pen and sit on paper.

He told me that the important thing is to dance. Let your body dance. Let your pen dance. Let your brain dance. Dance dance, and dance, so that your experience and creativeness come out together with steps.

He said his dance was sometimes slow but sometimes rapid. That is why his paintings have silence and movements.

I want to be like him. I want to be a person who can have movements and silence at the same time. And I thought it was the time for me to study in order to accumulate some experience to my empty brain.

Dance dance, and dance.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Motivation 100%

At the beginning of Thanksgiving Yay

My Future

I was thinking what to do as my career after graduation. Here are two of them.

1. I want to establish "Asian Union."

I want to make a bound in Asia, pretty much like EU.
This will proceed peace in the region, and less developed countries will get profit from it.

2. I want to prevail peace in the countires which does not have it in the territory. As a Japanese who has had peace since the birth, I do not think it is fair that the place of birth determines whether a person can enjoy peace or not.

The method would be "Peace Education," which tries to stop the cycle of hatred and revenge. I want to give peace a power, and power to the people who love peace. Only people's power can change the world.

Sounds like a plan, doesn't it?

Monday, November 14, 2005

Racial discrimination

Riots have been prevailed in France since last October. Those who riot are the young immigrants or their descendants who have been suffered from unemployment. The unemployment rate of the young, aged from 15 to 25 in France is 23%, which means one of four young people are unemployed. That's a lot.

I was thinking about my French friends. As an international student, I am rather get to know students from outside of the U.S. than American students.

I talked to her online a week ago. I met this French girl here; she used to go to Keene State. I remember that when we were talking, she said she was having a hard time getting a job in France. I did not think why so at that time, but maybe that is because her parents are immigrants.

My role model now is also a French guy. He is so cool. I met him in Berkeley, California. He calls Samuel Huntington a racist. He loves art and always talks about it when he drinks. He is 27 years old.

I remember he said he also had a hard time getting a job in France because he is a descendant of immigrants. He said some company's personnel people saw his race and said no.

Now I feel the riots In France closer to me because I have these friends there. It is unworthy thing that a person is judged by their race, sex, color of skin, opinions, characters and nationality. And I hope things get better there.

p.s. Here I predict that in 20 years, racial problems will be a problem in Japan.

My future view is this;
1. North Korea collapses, or unification of the North and South succeeds.
2. People in North go South to seek jobs.
3. However, the systems in South Korea of taking them as citizens are not yet ready.
4. A lot of people in Korea escape to Japan.
5. Racial problems between Korean and Japanese occur in Japan.

Japan has to prepare the systems for accepting refugees and immigrants.