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Good morning~
The following are bits and pieces of my journal entries up to now.
Meaning I've filtered it..a bit, lol.

18/11/10
On the plane right now. Just settled down in my seat. I'm sitting in 47A - window seat near the middle of the plane. Hasn't exactly hit me that I'm leaving for three months. There's this Japanese lady (I think she is Japanese) sitting next to me. Eeek. Shall I make conversation? >

I hope mum can sleep tonight. I'm going to stop writing now, we're about to take off. Signing out, 9:52pm. (Syd)

20/11/10
Sorry, I didn't write anymore on the plane.
Arrived in Japan at around 6am. Oh yeah, when I was leaving the Sydney airport (customs area), this particular customs officer was like 'Konnichi wa'. He probably thought I was Japanese, cause I was wearing this name tag that said 'Angel, Japan.'  I just smiled, bowed and left.

[Cut the recount on orientation. Can't be bothered.]

hmm, I don't feel like writing about everything that has happened. I'll just write about whatever comes into my head. I'm on a shinkansen right now, going to Kyoto fromTokyo. Ticket cost ~135,000yen. I'm listening to a song of FAMA's. When I look out the window, I feel like I know this place, weird. I can't believe this is actually happening. Everything feels so surreal. I don't really feel homesick yet.

[Enter cheesy stuff that I prefer not to be published on the internet.]

I haven't been able to go on the internet, I even woke up early today to go on the internet but I couldn't connect to the hotel's network. Damn it. Haven't had the chance to tell family I've arrived safely.

We're about to arrive at Nagoya now. The other exchange student, Krystal, is getting off. I wish her the best of luck with her exchange. Hope she achieves her goals..

[Enter more cheesy stuff.]

This man just sat next to me (another passenger). I wonder if he can read English cause I'm writing on those foldable tables that you can use to put your food on when eating. My host family, counsellor and school teacher is at the local station to meet me. Nervous. I wonder what their expectations are. I just glimpsed at the man's notepad. He knows English. Maybe I shouldn't have written that sentence here... Signing off now, lol.
Ciao.

The rest of journal entries are private. xD In other words, this blog post was basically rubbish, lol. My bad.
But to Bich, Helene and Nessa - the journal is nearly half filled now. Thank you for the present.