Paparazzi

Well, this post wont exactly be long. I've been rather busy as of late and haven't really had a chance to do much writing. Of course, I'm sure I'll be eating my words soon enough and thinking 'good lord, I was busy then?!'

Anyway, I thought I'd post something today, even if it is short.

Today was the first day I have actually really felt foreign. This isn't because of language, or food, or custom. This was because, while waiting for my friends at the Harajuku station, I had my photo taken via phone by what looked like two middle school girls. I noticed just as they were whispering and giggling excitedly and aiming a phone at me. Of course, being the nice person I am, I waved and smiled at them and they got all embarrassed. However, it was the first time I'd every had my picture taken. And was real proof that I am foreign.

I found the whole thing amusing at the time and still do now. But it was something that I'm completely unused to. Almost made me feel like a celebrity. Random people taking your picture while you're just standing on the sidewalk outside a station? Kinda makes me feel famous. :P

I'm sorry this isn't more interesting. I'm a bit beat and don't have the energy to write a novel of a post today. Also, opening ceremony is tomorrow and I have things to do. *work work work*

Therefore,

Ai out-