the gossip?

Spoke to one of my best friends on the phone. It definetley brought back the memories and shows how much we have all moved on, but also how our friendships have changed. She said one thing that I guess only a real friend can say, “no matter how long we don’t speak, whenever we do, its as if we had spoken yesterday”

Well I guess that makes sense eh?

So right now, I have been given the task of finding gossip? What gossip do I have now on my life? My life seems like its flashing past, until I decide to write this blog, which gives me a chance to pause and take a breath (like my diary in Japan). People have nothing but nice things to say about by writing, and maybe I critisize myself, or maybe it’s a lack of confidence but I cannot believe that these simplistic sentences can touch anyones feelings.

So any gossip?

From my conversations (while busy working, honestly), I found out one of my friends was run over in Japan. It happened on a well known road in Karatsu through a ine wood forest, adjacent to the beach. A place where they also serve the Karatsu burger. This area has nothing but fond memories of camping by the beach and hot sunny days with a morning bath in the sea. Anyway back to the point… and so my friend, very drunk, finds himself bent over in the middle of the road…at night. Unfortunately, and understandably a driver failed to see him clearly and hit him. Before you snigger and imagine a car hitting a man bending over bum first, imagine as I have tried, a man bent over , a car hitting him sideways, him crashing to the floor, bones broken and sticking out from his legs and waking up next morning in a hospital with no idea what happened apart from the searing pain of his legs.

I always wanted to go back to Japan. I still do. However I am always scared of something like this happening to me in another country. I remember when I had pain in my knees (from playing football on the hard gravel, as Japan fails to acknowledge grass playing football fields), and the doctor warned me they would have to stick a thick metal needle in my knee cap and suck the excess fluid that caused the pain…I chose the tablets instead

His parents have now left back to California. His friends are there. Where does he go from know as the recovery process will be long, who knows. I hope he chooses to stay in Japan, and follow his passions. He is a strong man in the heart and not on who gives up easily , but when something hits you so suddenly it can be hard to climb up again. Everyone has their crashes as well, it depends on the cliché of how you get up again…

My crash might come in the next three months when I take on these exams that might choose my path in the future…or it might not…

So that’s the gossip for you…