
Live & Work in Japan
Eyobe gave me this book to read cause he thought that it was a really good book — well, it is! It’s very useful too!

Love Story
This is a movie that my mother liked. Let us not divulge my mother’s age — I just wanted it to be known that my mother loved this movie. We even have an original VCD copy of this somewhere.
Its most famous line: “Love means never having to say you’re sorry.”
For all the diehard romantics out there: this would be the book for you! It’s a classic! You have rich boy, poor girl, rebellion against social norm, and the drama that death brings. There’s also a reconciliation that’s gonna make your heart all warm and fuzzy; it might even bring tears to your eyes!

I have never read a book that was acclaimed as a cult fiction. I was more or less anticipating the underground. But “the underground” is too vague a concept which I know nothing about.
To say the expected: it was a book about life. Well, a little bit of desperation here and there. And then there was the alcohol dependence, the tattoos, some 00g piercings (actually, a whole variety of piercings, a forked tongue, violence, colored hair, and sex. It’s a short book about three people in the streets of Tokyo.
It won’t hurt to read it, really — it’s a short book.
My high school technical writing teacher, and adviser to the school paper, told me to read this book. According to her, it was a sort of Bible when it comes to writing. I tried reading it in high school, but got bored by it.
I was finally able to finish the book (here in Japan, no less!). It was mainly because I saw it in the library and went, “Oh! That’s a book I recognize!” Well, it’s not really that they didn’t have a wide selection of English books. In fact, they had a lot! From Harry Potter, to Lord of the Rings, Bridget Jones, Roald Dahl, and more. It was just that I don’t often see that book on library shelves.
It was what it claimed itself to be — a concise book preaching about brevity and advising the writer in us to “make every word tell.” And as much as I would love to follow that book, I thrive on the unnecessary. I had succumbed to what the book cautioned about — loving the sound that the keyboard makes. Harhar.