So yesterday Mary, Kari, Brian, Ryan and I went to Zeze. Have you ever heard of Zeze? My guess is you haven't. It is a factory town on the edge of Lake Biwa. So there is not much to report. Lake Biwa was pretty dirty, but Mary wanted some of the water as a souvineer so she and I went to a hardware store to buy a bottle. The hardware store had Venus Flytraps! I was inspired, and I bought a chilli pepper plant to give to the girl I planned to ask to the festival.
Which brings us to the really intresting part of the day. I was so proud of myself. Two years ago I would have been to embarassed to invite a girl to the festival, but yesterday I did so with no problem...kind of. Calmly I walked up to Yoko and asked her if she wanted to go with me. She said she was busy, and I said I understood and asked if we could do something on Friday. She agreed. All was well...
Until at 1:00 AM Kari knocked on my door and told me that Yoko had said she did not have a date to the festival yet. "Huh." I replied, quite sleepy still. Clearly there had been some sort of miscommunication, probably due to the fact that we speak diffrent languages. Crap. Thus followed a rapid deflation of self-confidence. I would have to ask her out a second time. How embarassing.
Still, I did so this morning. After a very awkward explination, she replied in the affirmative. I guess you really have to be blunt with these sort of things. I also realized something else: no one has ever taught me about how to ask someone on a date in Japan. This is something I should learn for future refrence.
I'm out of time, see you.