Thanks for the link Jean! After reading it (in Japanese since English translation wasn't too good ) I had these thoughts:
1) oh my gawd, his sense of humor is like mine! I don't feel so bad now LOL...
2) hey, I do that too in the sense I get SO focused (or is it obsessed? ha ha...) on somthing and then *poof* move on. My father used to say the same comment like his father did to me when I was a kid! (Do Asian parents all have the same parental manuel they go by?? ha ha...)
Note: Takeshi-san if you're reading this, see my funny story about my stint in kendo below 3) regarding his dream of "energy" and "color", wonder if anyone has told him he may have the gift of a "seer"?
Jaa, minasan (soreto Takeshi-san) sassoku Kewpie_chan no okashii kendo no hanashi desu! translate: Ok! It's time for Kewpie-chan's funny kendo story for y'all out there! (and Takeshi-san too)
One day back when I was a sophmore in high school, flyers were sent home to all Nihongo Gakko (Japanese school) students announcing a Kendo Club opening in our town. My parents told (not asked) my younger brother, "You're going to join the kendo club."
"What??" my brother squeaked. "I'll get killed!"
"
Uso!" (You're lying!) I said as visions of him in a body cast filled my head.
Well, my brother HATED kendo and begged my parents to get him out of it while I begged my parents to let me in.
Me: "Oh puhleeeeeze let me join the kendo club! PLEASE!!! Look how he wants out but I want in! Machiko-chan and Chika-chan are joining with their brothers why can't I?"
Parents: "No, kendo is a boy's sport, not girls!"
Me: "
Yada, yada!! (No, no!!) That's not fair! I want to do kendo!!! PLEASE, PLEASE!!" (tears in eyes to add guilt trip to parents)
They caved and signed me up. My poor parents, we weren't that rich and here they had to pay for TWO full kendo outfits and equipments, so expensive! Those preliminary exercises they make you do BEFORE you even practice is awful!
Shinisou datta desho Takeshi-san...wakkaru yo! (Bet you felt you'd die huh Takeshi-san...I understand!) Running laps, callisthenics, mock sword moves and "battle" cries. And geez! Us girls (there were only 4 of us in the whole
dojo) had to do two more ten reps of above head sword moves (the hardest kind) because one of the
sensei (master) felt we didn't get it right. (NO fair! That's discrimination!!) LOL...
And full kendo gear? OH MY GAWD! It must weigh at least 20-25 lbs! (wonder if Takeshi-san wore the full gear too when he wrote he liked the costume.) Anyway, (sorry, I know this is long...) we divided into groups according to age range. In my age range group, I was the ONLY GIRL and at only 5 ft. tall weighing less than 100lbs, was the shortest/skinniest person in my group. I was almost pulverized (I think at one point I saw stars when I got a "hit" on the head real hard by a 6ft. tall guy.) All I could think was, "What the hell was I thinkin'
Agh! I'm gonna get killed!!
Yada, yada!!
" Which wasn't a smart thing to do, crying during battle that is, cuz fogged up my glasses and can't see to deflect death blows from opponent. LOL. I almost called it quits after 3 sessions and lost count how many bruises on my arms, wrists, sides. (Those "pads" and "armor" don't really protect you from a determined opponent out for blood!)
So to Takeshi-san I say this: maybe it's a good thing you didn't continue on in kendo, I'm sure your manager would have a fit if you came back black and blue. Not a good look for an actor,
ne?
Oh, and FYI? I did stick it out (for 2 1/2 yrs.) and won second place in No. Califonia Kendo competition and hold a third degree ranking in Kendo
Then I quit and went on to play on high school badminton team LOLOL!
Kewpie-chan ;D