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My little sister turned three a couple days ago. I Skype called my family in Miami to sing happy birthday to her. My mom had just come home with a cupcake with a candle in it. My dad placed the cupcake and my sister in front of the computer so that I could see them…
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I have taken many things for granted over the years. Unrestricted access to a refrigerator and kitchen, for example. Literacy. Vegetable recognition. When I tell my Japanese teachers and acquaintances that I’ve lived in Japan for ten months prior to moving to Tokyo this summer, they all say, “Ooooh, so you must already be used to life…
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While I don’t usually like to make a fuss over my birthday, I’ve also never spent a birthday overseas, away from all of my lovey-lovey loved ones. So I had a choice this year. I could tell no one here in Japan that I was turning 22, and have a quiet celebration inside my head…
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So, my umbrella may or may not have been stolen. I may have left in the bathroom stall at Musashi-sakai train station on my way to school this morning. But being in Japan, a safe and honest country for the most part, I assumed that the umbrella would still be in the bathroom stall, waiting…
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What I mean is, if I want to go somewhere and do something, it takes more time and effort than what I’m used to. This isn’t a complaint though, because now I have to be more deliberate and focused in order to be a functional person in society. For example, if I want to go…
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I’ve been up since 2 AM, so…this post will probably suck. Sorry. I arrived in Tokyo with a cold, but I tried to hide it because I didn’t want to wear one of those little medical masks that many Japanese people wear in public when they don’t want to catch/spread sicknesses. It’s okay for the…
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Lissette Lorenz 