Shibutani Subaru – JWeb May 31st, 2007

Café

They are few in numbers, shops I can enter alone. Well, I like the feeling of not being disturbed.

The café I am talking about isn’t a famous one, more like a small local one. A lot of inspiration boils up and it’s the best place for thinking about small pointless things. There is a feeling of atmosphere and when you eat something you can really enjoy it.

I feel that I have gained something from this café morning I’ve been blessed with. Having something different from the breakfast my mom always cooks me, there is happiness. This kind of day when I go alone to a café makes me feel that I have grown up just a little bit, that I have grown stronger just a little bit.

To say it from another angle, I feel that I have again taken another step up on the stairs of loneliness. Even if you can go alone it’s song-like.

However, without being discouraged, I think I will increase the number of shops I can enter alone and become more and more of an adult and live on stronger.

 Aah, I really want to fall in love.

 (・_・)

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Growing up is a harsh thing, isn’t it Subaru? Perhaps thinking of moving out from your parents place soon?

And what’s that wanting to be in love? Aren’t we in love with Sho-chan? Liar! Of course you are! xD

When I first read this entry, it was late at night. I was drinking tea, listening to music and imagining Subaru sitting in some cosy café and typing this up on his cell… that moment I was really in love with him for a split second. Kind of lonely but a good feeling.

By the way, thank you everyone who has been commenting ♥

My language skills worry me

Shibutani Subaru – JWeb May 24th, 2007

My clothes.

Second-hand clothes.

Ever since I became conscious about clothes, I’ve always loved second-hand clothes.

Second-hand clothes are a meeting. Clothes that are many decades old circulate around and are loved by many people before they come to you. This reassurance and warmth they possess, is something that new clothes haven’t got.

For people, who don’t understand, this is probably an unknown subject.

I don’t wash second-hand clothes like I wash everything else. When it’s time to wash them, I turn them all inside out and wash them by hand. My mother, not knowing that I have such strong opinions, has washed them with the washing machine several times.

From my point of view you can’t wash second-hand clothes like that. I bathe them like people in a bath. When they are put in the washing machine with some kind of detergent, I am over-flown with anger and sadness unimaginable in this world.

These old clothes I own are second-hand, but they are not just second-hand, because they hold a special meaning… Even something-hundred thousands would be a worthless sum next to them.

It’s not just that. Second-hand clothes are a meeting.

Therefore housewives all around the country, in case your kids and husbands happen to like second-hand clothes, before you start doing laundry, please, ask their permission. I think that if you do this the family will become even stronger.

Second-hand clothes are the most stylish.

(・_・)

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Subaru dearest, are you too busy to be a handsome man these days?

And are we angry at Taeko-mama? xD
Throwing such a fuss about clothes… He’s a loony. But a lovable loony ♥

I haven’t been getting his special entries anymore, but I still get the weekly ones.

Oh and thank you Eva for helping me out with this ♥ Otherwise my brain would have surely exploded ♥