Thursday, March 31, 2011

No Ifs.

Waiting for the twist that never came.

That's the feeling I had when I finished reading Murakami Haruki's "Norwegian Wood". I was expecting for a bigger twist of event but it never came. I hated the ending. The way it turned out was merely disgusting. I'm sorry, I can't find a better word. But one thing that always strikes me when I read his books is that the characters are so complicatedly weird. Their way of thinking (or should I say, his?) is so disturbing.

I remember asking a friend who's a big fan of MH's books, "So what's the message he's sending out to his readers in his books? Cos I can't seem to get his point." This was what he answered: "Nothing. His books don't have a point. There's simply nothing to get."

Hmm.. I'm not sure I can agree with him on that.

Digressing. There's another meeting with M again tomorrow. I wonder what else can be said during the meeting. I'm honestly quite split regarding the outcome. If I don't get to go back, I'll, in all honesty, feel very lost. Like I worked so hard for 2 years and it turned out naught. And despite all the negative feelings, a part of me will definitely miss my life in Japan. I feel like a totally different character when I'm over there, and when I'm over here. The 2 years have allowed me to grow up - even for just a bit. But if I do have to go back as according to plan, I do have my reservations about the whole situation over there. I still can't grasp what exactly is happening because different medias are saying different things. And my friends back there are also painting such a rosy and positive picture you wouldn't think that anything big like that has happened if you were there. The whole radiation thing does freak me out, not to mention the power shortages and speculations of what might happen in the near future...

Ah. I don't know, I don't want to know. I'm happy I can't see into the future. I'm glad there are things in this world we can't and won't know, because some things are just too heavy for us to bear. I wouldn't want to know I'd die in Japan if I went back. Cos if I did, what would I do? It'd be too late to rewrite my life, to relive my life, to make up for everything that I've done wrong, right? It's like having someone come up to you saying, "You only have 24hours to live." And what would you do, then? Eat all you want? Play all you want? Do the things you never dared to? Then what? Would that do anything at all?

Haha, sorry for being awfully morbid.

Have been sick for the past 2 days. Seems like I always fall sick when I come back to Singapore. But that's a good thing! If I fall sick in Japan, there wouldn't be my mummy to take care of me ): So yeah, thank You, Daddy God for letting me fall sick here! Haha. But I'm already recovering, although I was sleepless for most part of the night yesterday. Felt super uncomfortable. It's amazing I feel normal right now.

Oh my Japanese is so rusty now. I'm worried about survival (in the language way) when I go back. Oh, and I just realised 3 weddings will take place this year! So sad I'll only get to go for one. But I'm going to be bridesmaid to my cousin! Haha I remember someone saying that a bridemaid's job is ultimately saikang. Bride's Maid. Geddit geddit? I don't know what's the actual job scope, but I picture holding up the train of the bride's gown, giving the groom a hard time, perhaps helping out with the reception? I'm not too big on this kinda thing actually (I know I'm a girl, but don't ask me why) but for the sake of my cousin!

I'm craving for a thunderstorm and a pile of good books next to me right now.
Ah, the life of a too-free girl like me.
Haha but don't envy me.
My free time will end all-too-soon and your holiday will start.

Hang on, hang tight (;

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