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Nov. 11th, 2012 | 02:07 am

I'm still being asked and piqued about this to this very day over five years later. Five years! I can't think of many things within my life that lasted more than five years. A handful of friendships, a first love, and ranked just below these: a weird blip on the internet involving myself and a girl I knew and traveled with that enveloped itself into an LJ, one that refuses to go the way of every other LJ I've ever had in my life: chronicling a relentless revenge to hurt the girl's ego as tidy and simple as could be. A bit shameful but I refuse to give in.

Poor Emily, I'm not looking to be condescending by any means, but perhaps the bitter sensation of her in my mouth has melted into something I can draw a fond memory or two from. I was much different five years ago. She has to be different too. Maybe. I'm terrible with recognizing faces but my brain hasn't been able to make hers out for quite some time. The rest of it I mismatch for myself in my own head and tell myself there was still something nice about her.

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From: raspberrysyrup
Date: Dec. 11th, 2012 10:11 pm (UTC)
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i couldn't for the life of me make any sense of how she could still remain in japan, at least legally, doing what she did. when you put together the fact that there are near-infinite aspiring musicians, singers, bands, or acts seeking attention, a niche, a record deal, or whatever, how could she, or her super-diluted music, keep her afloat? it isn't a loss on her side though, i'm halfway sure she will enjoy always having that phase of her life to point to and say "when i was young, i was a halfway-successful musician in japan". that's kinda cool. maybe she should go to college now, ground herself among people smarter and more emotionally developed than her, humble herself, and grow. maybe even grow out of the whole japanese thing enough to see it's a bit silly to feel competitive and protective over a culture and place that isn't your own.

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