I was just going through neglected photos and I still marvel at the cute little bitter mess I was in Yamagata. Look at me. Look at that face. Look at that hair. The work clothes. The parka. The cigarette. The cold. Sorry. I will never get over that winter. Move on to some more forgotten photos.
Team Clean
My first night in Yamagata. How things change! If you put me back there now I'd already have one of those cans shoved halfway into my mouth and I'd still be bitching about something. Hahahaha. A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together.
How to have shoes. Thanks, box!
Pains me to think I missed one fucking epic tantrum in the stockyard.
Do you wonder that I'm high strung?
I do appreciate the veranda.
I don't miss elementary school lunches.
Team Clean
My first night in Yamagata. How things change! If you put me back there now I'd already have one of those cans shoved halfway into my mouth and I'd still be bitching about something. Hahahaha. A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together.
How to have shoes. Thanks, box!
Pains me to think I missed one fucking epic tantrum in the stockyard.
Do you wonder that I'm high strung?
I do appreciate the veranda.
I don't miss elementary school lunches.
6 comments:
Nice pictures. Japan can be such a lonely place, ne? I don't know why I'm saying this now, but those pictures remind me of my time now in rural Japan, and boy does it get lonely sometimes...
You're adorable! And the lunch looks gross.
That pic of you buy the window is really pretty! Just found your blog so I have some gettin-to-know-ya to do!
Anyways hi!
Vivian, that was the LOOOONELIEST winter.
Selena, I miss you!
Jdrama, thanks for the check!
That shoe box is brilliant.
Cigarettes: white man's poison
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