ofunato is nothing but rubble. nothing stands. so many of the old people couldn't make it to safe ground. my heart just aches for all the poor people there.



all of this is gone now. and no matter what, it'll never be the same..

often i do think, it was a lucky thing i was so insistent on visiting tohoku back then. if i hadn't gone, i'd have missed out on the beauty of that coast line.. i would not have met all those simple kind old folks. and probably, i might not be as badly affected as i am now.

although i'm physically here, my thoughts are there. i wish i could be there helping out. there's nothing i want more really.. and for those who scoffed at my plans for july, i'll just take it that i'm more of a person than you.


i hope the three ojii-sans who brought us out to sea were safe <3

please donate whatever you can spare to japan.



please read. it broke my heart.

it is not about what nationality they are, which part of the world they come from, what they might have done in the past, their country's economic riches or who caused what.

it is simply that we belong to the same species. we might look different, but at our core, we are the same. grief, desperation, pain and loss is the same regardless of where you are. i don't understand how people can stand by and watch other members of the human race suffer and not even put a cent in.

kpmg (: i felt a great surge of affection for the accountants today. good for those who gave up their lunch hours today to collect money for japan. ganbatte ne (:

i miss the freedom, the independence and the feeling of invincibility of being in london. the feeling that i can do anything i want to do..

it's not that i feel useless in singapore. but i feel restricted. and there are way too many fuckers in singapore who think so highly of themselves, think so lowly of others, that they feel like they have the right to make a judgment about someone.

who the hell are you to say i can't do exactly what i put my mind to. who are you to scoff at my dream or laugh at my hopes. you are a piece of shit okay. just because you're superficial, immature, stupid and such a bloody whiny brat, doesn't mean that everyone's just like you okay. it's people like you that make me question the need for religion. self-centered hypocrite.

watashi no kokoro wa totemo itai desu. takusan nihonjin wo shinimashita.

kono sekai ni okane to ii shigoto ga aru mo tsukau ga arimasen. shinu no ato de, nani mo issho ni toremasen. sorekara, ikite iru no toki, sekai wo tasukeru wa moto ii desu. okane kara shigoto wo suru wa watashi no kokoro wa ureshikunai desu.

ima, watashi wa nihon ni ikitai desu. kono sekai ni iru no toki, watashi wa sekai ni imi no mono ga shitain desu. sorekara, kono sekai no toki wa imi no arun desu.

jikan. jikan ga ataeru. ni to san nen kan no atode, koko wo saritain desu. sekai ni itte, kono sekai no hito ga tasukete.

nihonjin to tohoku no hito wa ganbatte ne.

i met this lovely old man in ofunato two years ago. he ran a tiny little okonomiyaki restaurant in the tiny quiet town by the sea. he had the kindest smile, chatting happily to me as i sat in front of his counter watching him fry the okonomiyakis. he told me he was from osaka, and had fallen in love with his wife, who was from ofunato. and so he had followed her here to this quiet seaside town. and because he loved his hometown, he opened a little okonomiyaki place in the midst of all the seafood restaurants.

ofunato was a tiny town right by the sea. it's much further up from sendai, but still along the miyagi coast nonetheless. i do hope he and his wife are safe and fine.

my heart ached like it was my country yesterday. i can't help but think about the alleys, streets and roads i walked along, drove along or ate along two years ago. sendai, akiu onsen, matsushima, ofunato and miyako.. matsushima the city that's famous for their oysters, sea urchin, scallops and oddly enough beef tongue. it's just next to sendai and by the sea ): oh matsushima.

it was a long night. my brain was hurting by the end. but it was really enjoyable. maybe because it was just the bunch of us left. haha. there are some lovely people there (:

the irony of it all. you try so hard to put on this act, but at the core, you're exactly what you're trying so hard not to be. i don't understand the need to compare the number of hours. it's about quality, not quantity. so just shut up okay. i'm getting really pissed off. if i roll my eyes anymore, my eyeballs are going to fall off. i don't need to hear you moan and groan or gloat and show off.

just shut up.

but anyway, it was quite and good tonight. plus it was raining :p so i'm a happy girl. haha. the glistening streets, the constant movement of the wind-wipers and the pitter patter of the rain made for a happy wj. the only thing i miss is the crisp cold air in london in my room ):