<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 01 Nov 2024 11:25:28 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Japan</category><category>Tokyo</category><category>Weaboo</category><category>Frustration</category><category>Personal Experience</category><category>Japanese</category><category>Berlin</category><category>Keio University</category><category>North Korea</category><category>Students</category><category>Trains</category><category>America</category><category>Anime</category><category>Comics</category><category>Election</category><category>Fatigue</category><category>Football</category><category>Games</category><category>History</category><category>Nuclear Power Plants</category><category>President</category><category>Stress</category><category>Superficial</category><category>United States</category><title>The Dark Side of Japan</title><description></description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:keywords>Japan,Tokyo,Foreigner,Gaijin,Otaku,Weaboo</itunes:keywords><itunes:summary>Talk about my personal experience in Japan. Mostly dark sides of Japan I will be podcasting. </itunes:summary><itunes:subtitle>The Dark Side of Japan</itunes:subtitle><itunes:category text="Society &amp; Culture"><itunes:category text="Places &amp; Travel"/></itunes:category><itunes:owner><itunes:email>brothersister1234@gmail.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-5986632809555419237</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jan 2018 19:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-01-20T04:39:40.303+09:00</atom:updated><title>When A Man Completely Goes Insane</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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This Japanese dude is screaming if you can air raid the US as he walks on the rail, where he could be ran by a train and cause devastation to the station. Definitely he is out of his mind. No healthy being would commit such crazy act.&lt;/div&gt;
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Well I guess many people already do that in Japan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am not sure where this station is. It somehow looks familiar to me, but I just cannot recall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I remember when I was young, there used to be much fewer insane people in Japan. Nowadays I see them everywhere and more and more crazy videos like this are uploaded on YouTube.&lt;/div&gt;
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This is definitely due to increased stress of the entire nation and people are under threat that anyone could end up like the guy in the video.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I used to think these people are lunatics, but perhaps we could look at them as victims of the whole nauseating society in Japan.&lt;/div&gt;
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The fact that I remember seeing fewer of these people when I was young, indicates that Japan is slowly but surely decaying.&lt;/div&gt;
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It is not like I never see crazy people here in Berlin, but definitely fewer than Tokyo for instance. &lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2018/01/when-man-completely-goes-insane.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/k9tlGk3CkRc/default.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-6973851797331372260</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2018 09:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-01-18T18:18:51.056+09:00</atom:updated><title>Gang Stalking in Japan</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
As I was browsing through YouTube, I encountered a bizarre channel by this Japanese man, who is in his 50s.&lt;/div&gt;
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He has been uploading videos on YouTube about five years. He claims that his neighbors are stalking on him and he has been filming the entire scene in order to protect himself. He calls it "集団ストーカー" as in &lt;i&gt;Shuudan Stalker&lt;/i&gt;. It basically means gang stalking but more like collective stalking in its translation.&lt;/div&gt;
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Here is one of the weird videos that he uploaded. The video is filmed after he spat on his neighbor's house. These two brothers are furious at the uploader, by the way the name of the channel owner is "Iwama". Apparently, it is his second time that he spat on their house, I can understand someone this level of insanity living next door to my house would probably make me feel the same way like these boys.&lt;/div&gt;
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If you just watch this video, you might think that these two thugs are the bad ones. However, if you really see his channel close enough, you will realize that these poor boys are victims of Iwama gang stalking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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This video is just one of the thousand examples to prove that the Iwama guy is just insane.&lt;/div&gt;
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I believe he suffers from a severe schizophrenia, which is causing him to see delusion that he has been gang stalked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now, in my real life, I have met a couple of people who actually talk about being gang stalked and it is understandable that severe symptom of schizophrenia may be the cause of such idea, however things must be taken care of when he is affecting people around him just like this YouTube guy.&lt;/div&gt;
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I have not yet seen anyone who talked about gang stalking outside of Japan and I thought this was some sort of Japan only issue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Yet it is actually not true. This seems to be observable around the world and in fact YouTube Vice channel has a video of gang stalking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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This is sort of absurd to us ordinary people, but is a crucial problem for people suffering schizophrenia and the very problem of that is that they themselves do no realize that they are being schizophrenia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I think parents or relatives could take a bit of care and try to encourage them to get to psychiatrist or at least get them to have counseling so that they may in time realize that it is not people around them, who are acting insane but they themselves. &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2018/01/gang-stalking-in-japan.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/Xtg1NEVKnqg/default.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-804435214270399761</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-01-18T09:00:22.533+09:00</atom:updated><title>Making Friends in Berlin</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
After living in Berlin for about two years, I can definitely say that it is hard to make friends in Berlin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The reason is not because I am an asshole, it is rather due to the characteristic of the city.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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This is especially true, when you are no longer a student here in Berlin. As a student, you will get lots of opportunities to meet and interact with people and often you are likely to stay here at least two to three year span so that would give good enough amount of time to build a solid friendship base. &lt;/div&gt;
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People in Berlin often come from various places other than Berlin and most of them are either working or studying. They come and leave so fast and staying here less than a year is pretty common.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Actually, let me rephrase what I have said above, it is not hard to make shallow friendship in Berlin, however things are different when you talk about long lasting good deep friendship.&lt;/div&gt;
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I feel people I know in Berlin are just my acquaintances not really friends because my relationship with them are pretty shallow and superficial in a way.&lt;/div&gt;
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I know they are not trustworthy when I am in real shit and desperately need help.&lt;/div&gt;
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I do not blame them, because it is normal for them to act like that. It just indicates how shallow relationships here in Berlin are. Some may argue that this is not true, well I believe then the difference is on the personality.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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If you have the type of personality, where you do not mind faking or being silly then I guess you could do well in Berlin. If you do not take things seriously and if you are dumb enough to think that everyone you know are friends. If you are such kind, then you will do great here in Berlin.&lt;/div&gt;
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It also matters who you are going to interact with. It is extremely hard to make a real good German friend, even if you are a student.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The real obstacle to this is the language. I speak German fine, good enough to for example, negotiate my land line internet connection contract as well as dealing with all the utility bills and also to have a call to discuss when there is an issue.&lt;/div&gt;
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Even with decent level of German, it is still tough to make a good German friend and this is why so many foreigners in Berlin are stuck to making friends and interacting with Expats rather than locals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I mean, if you think about it, as a foreign student, you are likely to hangout with international students, and not with German students. If you are working here, you are likely to hangout with your colleagues, and you might have German colleagues but such an environment, you are expected to be speaking in English rather than German. In such situation, you are losing the essence of interaction between Germans and you.&lt;/div&gt;
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It is even tougher for a foreigner to find a good German friend. &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2018/01/making-friends-in-berlin.html</link><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-7889120012131611973</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jan 2018 23:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-01-18T09:00:40.670+09:00</atom:updated><title>Back to This Blog After a Year</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
I have been quiet for about a year because I moved to Berlin and I have not been back to Japan for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;
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My rage had calm down for a long while, although I now started to feel a bit different than when I just came to Berlin.&lt;/div&gt;
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As you start to begin your new life, you see things more optimistically and positively, so I was in that stage where everything I see seemed to appear me gorgeous and perfect.&lt;/div&gt;
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I only experienced living in Berlin as a student, and I was not taking consideration of that fact.&lt;/div&gt;
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Also a lot of differences can be observed between living here in Berlin as a student and as a working force.&lt;/div&gt;
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I have been working in Berlin for awhile. When I started, it was as if the pinnacle of my life has come. Well sadly enough life is not that simple.&lt;/div&gt;
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To be honest, there are things, which should be addressed about Berlin. I see things both positive and negative, in other word I have a very objective point of view to this city.&lt;/div&gt;
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Some of you haters would love to rant that I am a whiny loser but who fucking cares?&lt;/div&gt;
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Probably those trolls have never even lived abroad enough to understand what I am about to write on this blog. &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2018/01/back-to-this-blog-after-year.html</link><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-6913856874456790372</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2017 08:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-02-08T17:24:25.212+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Berlin</category><title>Strike! At Tegel Airport</title><description>&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;u&gt;It&lt;/u&gt; is my last day in Berlin and I have my flight early in the morning, therefore actually yesterday was the last day for me. While I was on my way to the airport, I heard local German news that there have been strikes at airports in Berlin and Hamburg. I thought it wasn't a big of a deal and then I headed to the check in counter because I wanted to get rid of my check-in luggage and go to the airport lounge. However, due to the strike, they only let me check in but not the luggage. They told me they aren't sure when they'll be available again to take the luggages. I wasn't mad or frustrated because it will keep me more out of Japan and I am actually enjoying it. Also luckily at Tegel Airport the lounge is located outside of the security check so I can just be here and wait for the announcement. It's not bad at all. It's much worse that I have to go back to Japan. F*ck Japan. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am already leaving Berlin. I'm homesick than ever. Japan will never give me this feeling. I already feel sick going back to Japan. It's fine though, because I am moving to Berlin again on April.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;By the way I was asked by my mom to get some honey, salt, tea, and cereal. These are basic products, but in Japan you can't even get those. Japan is shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Germany there are so many interesting tea variations and I got most of them which were cheap. They have lots of fruits based flavor but also they have brownies flavor, apple pie and etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2017/02/last-day-berlin.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgprANoZhurnOcptkfdWCQBSPh0Brv6nPEGwY2E3o3ANeLfidOB91l3RdLqcbLum_Z8886O7COtzMeSQKaY5nQJaRb6sCtAdEy1F1kCSpc_cCONRMiTZEP7rK4KQt8yOWmlj8pH3Ht1FWs/s72-c/tea.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-2844565800218183118</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2017 17:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-02-13T02:24:47.318+09:00</atom:updated><title>My Hundredth Blog Post</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Congratulation to myself for continuing my blog all the way to my hundredth post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm back from Hamburg and I actually been sick since yesterday and I worked while being sick. I have a terrible soar throat and headache. My friend gave me some medicine so I actually feel a bit better. It's bad to be sick on my blog anniversary haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I went to pharmacy to get some medicine for my throat and I went to a place called Apotheke in Berlin next to EDEKA haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am back from Hamburg and directly needed to go to my first job in Berlin. I think they call it a Probiertag or something like try out or trail day where they let you work and let you decide if you like it or not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is a Japanese noodle restaurant, and I know I don't want to deal with Japan but for now since I am new to Berlin I will have to rely on Japanese shit. I won't continue for a long time. I hope I can find some alternatives soon so that I won't have to deal with anything related to Japan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I went to a local supermarket called Netto in Hamburg.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When I am in Berlin, I often go to a supermarket called EDEKA or Reichhalt sometimes. I still do not know the difference but they seem to be selling really good products. On the other hand, Netto, they still sell good stuff but I still prefer to go to EDEKA since things look more organized at EDEKA. Nonetheless, it was still a bit cheaper compared to EDEKA so if I want to economize on my budget it can be my future destination. We got some eggs, cheese and stuff for our dinner. Just so much difference in quality of products sold at supermarkets compared to Japan. It's just so much better here in Germany and so much cheaper than Japanese supermarkets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I took a bus from afternoon and I headed toward to Hamburg. I often use a bus company called FlixBus and I often depart from Messe Nord Station in Berlin where a huge bus terminal lies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In reality the buses don't look this great but it's still cheap means of transportation. I only pay about 11 to 19 Euros at maximum depending on the time and day and how fast you book a bus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It takes about 3 hours from Berlin to Hamburg so it's not that far actually. You can have a day trip from Berlin to Hamburg and of course vice versa.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2017/02/visiting-hamburg-again.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ6E0lc7XuCgBn61imeueK5C9S1WYqq2_vsjZbLg5e60YxIv-SYVqhbyeMrIerwxwP1neHeMf2PRhHDktJQW2THhU5CWGH9RYWzp6j55xZyjedyKiseAAx1zOZBflz2iZ6Bnldu54s6W4/s72-c/flixbus.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-3063171230155902151</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2017 08:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-02-03T17:59:16.128+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Berlin</category><title>Part Time Job In Berlin</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One of my friends here in Berlin, where I am staying currently, introduced me a part time job here in Berlin. I went to have an interview and they took me and I am allowed to work from anytime I want. This is really a great step forward to moving out of Japan. I am thankful to my friend who introduced me the job.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can finally get the f*ck out of Japan for good. After I receive my stupid bachelor degree, I am off to Germany. I am never returning to shithole like Japan. F*ck Japan, my university life was a waste because of Japan and Keio. F*ck those two shits, I hope there won't be anymore victim of Japan or Keio.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2017/02/part-time-job-berlin.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnIAW1WmhVnBnEIjFFFpyB3LFQ0cdN4-R5q-iJHoSZU38hdDrcAssQ_uq3jkjr8JBOQ7uCdB9Azss7EBBtVqIOqWtUdtxF30NO63FXTz5uTW4MOoNsxjwXes813-ilN03Kn86r_wDBx9Q/s72-c/part-time-job.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-8956011379926031699</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2017 08:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-02-03T17:47:22.553+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><title>Improved Mental Condition</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ever since I arrived back in Berlin, I feel great. I feel great to breathe the air in Germany, or in that sense air outside of Japan. As you might have noticed that I haven't been really catching up with my blog. One reason is that I have been busy with Keio shits, but another reason is that I don't need to rage my frustration on my blog because I am not in Japan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You can tell how living in Japan gave so much stress and pressure. Only for a short vacation I can feel so refreshed and that shows how terrible living in Japan is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Japan sucks, one should never even think about living there. Why would you want to be there? I have no clue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It is so annoying that I have to write my final reports from Berlin. F*ck those reports and I really feel like the photo below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is really how I feel now. Well I should be good to go since I have been taking lots of credits at Keio but it still feels a bit awkward if I don't submit my final reports, but again some classes they told me in a last minute that they want final reports and I think that's unfair. I don't even know how large of a percentage those final reports count for because it was NEVER explained in the beginning of the semester.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This kind of shit is one of the reasons why I think Keio sucks my ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have been receiving lots of emails lately that I have to submit my final reports and some of the classes I took, it was never explained until now. Now all of sudden they want me to submit reports? Well too bad I am not in Japan, I am on my vacation and why should I be f*cking bothered with stupid Keio shit again??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have been having a great wonderful time here in Berlin, where I can forget about all Japan's bullshit and even then they still want to keep bothering me; this is stupid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Japanese don't understand that one is having a vacation; that means, don't bother. The basic principle of vacation is neglected in Japan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2017/01/keio-bothers-me-again.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSpRSt6Ppe7dAI91uk6IqKaRPeVmPflph4LqgC1vEqBEEO-LPQLJs5V0vJZJdLlOxdPOF92j2HJA2sA1eGHdFdLzlLNaWDJaWzcJu-yu3AUAyM4cuerxIUrzK38Pj4QCPkQJW3x2mXqJw/s72-c/keio-shit.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-4203651510268794968</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2017 08:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-02-03T17:21:18.543+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><title>Home-made Food</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The German house I visited, which I wrote on my previous article, had really nice jam and bread so I asked where I can buy them. They then answered me back that it is home-made and that to me was a big surprise because in Japan most of the things are not home-made, or Japanese don't even bother to cook anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But here is different, they even bake their bread, and make jams and cook some vegetable soup and etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When they eat, they serve it with kitchen cloth and candles with sparkling water. It is great and I think when one eats, one should enjoy it and not rush through like many Japanese people do. The kitchen was well furnished and they even had an integrated dish washer. I think it will take Japan millions of years to reach this level of life quality.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2017/01/home-made-food.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi7QikMiAB-GZKdKNz7OwW5pQz_md32W9DkVSgBIGLxUyAL2uHKwYjlvRe1JOfeds8mdeKJnTIW7YEP5tNYrsGc9QLo6xFMGaw6JR1Nu7ssAF8SC0yRSr2Sq3uRcN1x4vYMq47n5brm1k/s72-c/bread-jam.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-6327187392263786011</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2017 07:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-02-03T17:11:11.380+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><title>Visiting a Normal German House</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I visited my friend's house in Hamburg. I bought a ticket from Berlin to Hamburg and I took Flixbus here in Berlin. It was my first time visiting a normal German house and this is a rare experience for me because most of the time I only get to visit WGs like normal apartments or student dormitories and they are usually unclean.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I noticed German household's hygiene standard is pretty high because the house i didn't even see dust around the floor. It was so well cleaned and the best thing was, the kitchen. The kitchen was super clean and looked really new but they told me it's been there for about 20 years. You have flower and vase in the living room and I thought the elegance of such ornaments is fabulous. That is the kind of house I would love to live in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2017/01/visiting-normal-german-house.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2vYF1xRZEHfSN7fS_jOAGHyldNXg0Rdy-4NPvBmJnzeZng8IPja9OC1Hic009KaKkNYj8zz2aOXj6QKr-BZdBnQD5xBFUsyb0r4a1ASIudLGRAOfDT11TyrgUBWLzrMARna_rbrGkC1E/s72-c/german-house.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-7804431615717012323</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2017 12:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-02-02T21:50:32.913+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><title>Arrived in Berlin Feeling Great</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I arrived in Berlin yesterday and I met with my friend here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am staying at my friend's apartment so that I can save some money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You know what I am broke man. I have to save some money before I move here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am now looking for jobs here in Berlin and also looking for an apartment where I can stay for a long time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It is going to be a tough thing with my stupid Keio reports.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My graduate thesis is over, but I still have some papers to do and they keep coming like f*cking bacterias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2017/01/arrived-berlin-feeling-great.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT6XRA5vjqA8qF4qYU-i7KoV99PCh7CMeJ0ujNpHhtqzpHBV5Co9T4jBbuviEt-EEpzYjZcNkDPY6ZRzQ1zwzfKX9MxWYgauq0ZXvMq6cbh3x2V6cp7dD644DYb6YjvpUcfYKZkeSihkM/s72-c/airberlin.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-5132010985546962172</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2017 12:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-29T21:16:09.988+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><title>Abu Dhabi Airport</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My flight transits at Abu Dhabi Airport and I had about 5 hours there to relax. Since I have my Priority Pass, I get to rest in a nice air port lounge where I can have free meal and drinks. I always use lounge whenever I travel somewhere. The lounges in the Middle East are pretty nice and cozy and they even had free shower so I took a shower before transferring to Air Berlin to Berlin. I went to the lounge called Al Reem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They had free vegetarian hummus with great bread and yogurt with some fruits. This was already really damn good that I thought the Japanese shit was lure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;By the way the photo is not taken by me, since I forgot to take a photo of it. I am not a photo person, so I don't take so many photos. Plus, it was 4 in the morning when I arrived at the airport. I was amazed to learn that they are open for 24 hours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am looking forward to my connecting flight to Berlin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am delighted to inform you that I am going to Germany for my vacation about 2 weeks. I thank you and appreciate all your views on my blog. That's what partially makes the motivation for my blog to continue. Well the main biggest portion of the motivation of course is my hatred toward Japan and Keio but your help is partially contributing to my blog motivation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Staying any longer my brain would explode, I mean literally at a station. Before that to occur, I fly all the way out of Japan. I am at Narita airport ready to take off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have a bad Internet connection, so I will write more details once I have a better connection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;No thanks and f*ck you Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2017/01/leaving-japan-vacation.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwQNYYlxXSHzElEU3itnSPV07Ak7UY9UaWb_los8lj1qD1uWQEr1mTWz4mt0lxMzXvrTrlgT3DjoTmCGSwCo6wjShSAif4NtTaVSxnloYEXd0s_RI_8nFkDVtGvsrJJfix6XmNWoMu1P4/s72-c/narita-airport.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-4252779426719140952</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2017 08:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-25T17:54:17.117+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tokyo</category><title>Stupid Class Evaluation Forms</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;At Keio, every end of any class, we are given the form to fulfill. Basically an evaluation form to inform professors or instructors how the course was like. Well I am sick and tired of doing the same shit over and over for 3 f*cking years. It's pointless writing the evaluation forms because no matter how accurate of evaluations we give, Keio never bothers to f*cking take a look at it. They just do that as a formality so that they can at least say that they are doing something. Stop wasting our tuition fee on things that are useless and it has been proven throughout my Keio experience. No matter how accurate or precise opinion or criticism I give professors, they are never willing to change. I also want to have an evaluation form toward Keio university itself. They must be evaluated every semester and don't dump their responsibility on professors.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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For instance, take a look at this evaluation form. Simply text based evaluation forms won't work because I know Keio never bothers to read. Then why not conduct some kind of yes or no answer based evaluation or survey. Perhaps they could grab the situation better but oh yeah I know they are never interested in doing that.&lt;br /&gt;
After years of pointless evaluations, I stopped to answer all of them actually. We don't get any penalty for not doing it and I know they aren't reading the form so why bother writing it?&lt;br /&gt;
Keio, make an evaluation form that would evaluate Keio University itself! I am more than willing to write everything I felt wrong about this school.&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2017/01/stupid-class-evaluation-forms.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjat5A_YmxAkSaNm80qxr6uM-fdPTa8IykCtuukShJm_oPpCxqX6VKlG3wv0wgsvcYawX-d99j2GKv9Vsw6z2e39oYvVGZR44DxV7N-t9-oi05Oi9YaNKiWmJdnKrrIFuMdd98kOAgZlmU/s72-c/Bildschirmfoto+2017-01-25+um+17.50.24.png" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-8342680276500763660</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2017 08:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-25T17:43:09.678+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tokyo</category><title>The Last Class of My University</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am finally over with Keio Shithole University.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Past 3 years were the worst f*cking experience in my life, not to mention life in Japan that came with it. I am delighted that it is finally over, and I through with Keio for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last classes were easy for me as in everything which was required for the classes has been completed by the end of the semester. I am excited to go on a vacation after the end of semester. I still have a couple of papers to write but my graduate thesis is over so they are nothing to be honest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;From now I can finally go on with my own life and not worry about anything of Keio. I would like to file a complaint that the school was indeed incredibly horrible at everything they do. They were never helpful and they were never professional at their jobs. I believe this kind of school must be diminished. You will understand what I am talking about once you start your enrollment at this shit well. I tell you again, don't ever think about coming to Keio or coming to Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I feel really sorry for these guys for choosing Keio as their destination. I hope Keio will f*cking crush some time in the future. EVERYTHING about this school you want to HATE from the staff, class, teachers, all the way to even f*cking garbage bin in school. I am so glad that I can finally get the hell out of this misery.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2017/01/last-class-my-university.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLI5k-Y6timV5M4xkOYEkApY65SWEz8oDA2OkGGnaCZbqPd0Zcme9H8kYl_Pv0kzkjqnMDWc6rb-30xzBf3lf2wZtupOoBLw21_hW2vPUoqO1-EBrhxf2_UEZrZF-uvxnqYAFsttNj0Xs/s72-c/keio.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-3932675906920804960</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2017 01:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-23T16:51:55.645+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tokyo</category><title>Living in Japan Makes a Person Go Insane</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When you live in Japan for too long, you'll start to lose your sanity. It's hard to keep a healthy mind while living in Japan. There are many reasons behind this but number one reason is that everyone in Japan is sick. Seeing sick people constantly everyday will eventually make you sick as well. Sick, I mean mentally sick. You'll also start to lose human aspect of emotion like saying thank you, hi, good morning, please, and phrases like that which are fundamental, significant, and cornerstone of any kind of human conversation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Such thing doesn't exist in Japan because Japanese people are soulless fake people. Oh yeah authenticity about everything, that's also something that lacks from Japanese society. You'll constantly be exposed to fake people, fake attitude, even fake food with additives and chemicals. Such living conditions are just horrific and I don't know how anyone would ever want to live in Japan. Japan is a horrible f*cking place to live and you Weaboos or Japan fans should realize that. Japan is probably one of the worst places on earth to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's both people and things that make Japan so incredibly uncomfortable to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Japanese people are the last type of people you want to deal with. Their stupidity with their arrogance make the worst combination possible. They never listen to others and they only want to talk shit about themselves and they always think that they are absolutely right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Their attitude especially toward staff are just devastating. Japanese people are polite and humble? F*ck that bullshit, they can't even say thank you, or please, you know those simple words. Yet they say that staff are obligated to say those words? Oh what a double standard and don't you cocksuckers tell me that customers and staff have different positions, no we all are standing on the equal stage we provide, and they consume. You stupid Japanese faggots always say that customers provide wage of staff but okay how about this? We staff provide you the products you want and if you don't like what we provide or how we provide, get the hell out of the store that's simple.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Every time I see those Japanese idiots' face I feel like is want to smack the shit out of all of them if I could.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My advice, don't work at Japanese service industry. You'll be dealing with illogical piece of shit every single f*cking moment with Japanese stupid idiots. Japanese people are the rudest and stupidest type of people on this planet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://japanitsenough.blogspot.com/2017/01/japanese-cant-stop-complaining.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2AL-anRo62sZgZ_F9DysZOXdNVSbRoasRvFDTuRXm20dvON4PwKEQHwwkXBxEw4_0Z2cASahqTwmyFJqL5dPKQHx93DhC3HJBcVMKhuI6dMLNVhyphenhyphenJ6627cG69NVk8ihJ1NNWpT38w130/s72-c/complaintsjpg.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>brothersister1234@gmail.com (Anonymous)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926776624907276040.post-8563977285183559766</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2017 13:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-21T17:31:23.290+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tokyo</category><title>Japanese McDonald's with Free Coffee</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Japanese companies always make use of their sales campaigns and McDonald's isn't no exception.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They
 recently started with their new campaign of having free cups of coffee 
and Japanese people just for the stupid cup of coffee queue up like 
idiots. It's pathetic to see Japanese people being crazy for some cheap 
shit like McDonald's' coffee. They queue up to waste their time to get a
 cup of f*cking coffee. I'd rather work and earn money than to queue up 
for a stupid cup of coffee. I think Japanese people are real dumbasses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They are people who were born 
after 1994 and by the definition I am one of those millennial kids but I
 have a very different view compared to those so called millennials.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Millennials were raised by their 
parents that they are special and raised under economically and 
financially and materially affluent situation. They could get whatever 
they want like PlayStation, XBox, smartphone and etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The
 medium of communication is also different amongst millennials. They are
 heavily dependent on online communication, device based communication 
rather than actual face to face communication. Online based 
communication lacks many important piece of information. The effect of 
such generation is obvious in Japan and probably globally they are 
becoming a big issue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In Japan there's ever increasing people who are 
コミュ障 Komyu-Sho meaning that they have problems having real face to face 
conversations with other people but they are so loquacious when they are 
online and have their devices like smartphones.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They type shit but they 
ain't got the guts to talk to a real person. Such a coward but I believe
 it's the effect of heavy reliance on data based communication with 
other people. For instance I see so many people like this in Japan, when
 a family or friends are having meals together, they don't talk mutually
 but they are all individually on their phone texting to someone else. 
This is wrong for many reasons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Put your phones down and talk to people.
 I feel disgraced when we meet and a person is just on his or her phone 
all the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What the hell is the point then? I want organic 
communications with real people and I don't want to be facing on my 
keyboard when I communicate with someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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