Hi! It’s me! Lily!!!
Why is it every time a Japanese person comes to the US, and we take them home, the first thing they comment on is the cows?
Anyway, we went to Houston to pick up Yuki’s friends. OMG… they’re nice, but they’re bubbly, cheerful, bouncy, the jet lag didn’t seem to affect them, and it’s annoying. I see why they were idols. They sure have that idol energy to them. I mean, I don’t dislike them or anything, but no one has any right to be that bouncy at 8 AM after having gotten off a ten hour flight. I mean, REALLY.
Let’s see if I can remember their names. There’s Hashimoto Suzuka, who is tall (for a Japanese woman), slender, very pretty with thick, black hair, and seemingly full of curiosity about everything. I swear if she could have said “Are we there yet?” in English, she would have. Repeatedly. And then there’s Nakamoto Haruka (no relation, it’s a popular name) who’s a little shorter, pretty but with sharper features, and a little more reserved. Though there was still a lot of chattering between the three of them. Sabby always seems so put out when there are four people jabbering in Japanese around her, and she can’t understand a word of it.
So, anyway, we got home, and they were raring to go. I’ve never seen anything like it. They got a shower, and some coffee, and then the three of them went into the garage with an MP3 player and started going over choreography. They were still at it when it was time to go to the symphony, and so the four of us piled into my car and off we went.
They work hard. I mean, I knew idols work hard, but the work ethic of those idols is off the charts. and Yuki was keeping right up… I never thought we would actually be frustrating Yuki until today. But now I wonder.
The conductor was impressed, too… they were the picture of Japanese politeness, but you could tell they were raring to go. They waited patiently while I did my practice with the orchestra and Yuki practiced with them as well, and then they asked if they could spend a little time familiarizing themselves with the stage. They did that for another two hours, dancing around, and then they finally hit a wall.
So we all piled back into the car, and took them to dinner. They wanted a nice American cheeseburger. You shoulda seen the look on their faces… it was like they were getting, well, tingles in places a hamburger shouldn’t give you tingles. You know those food anime where they comment on how the most boring of things interacts with the other boring stuff like it’s the best thing in the world???
But after we all ate we went home, and they finally decided they’d had enough working. The girls came over and we played games. They seemed to have fun but they were in their futons and out like a light not that long after. It’s okay. They did a lot of work today.
I told Yuki to make sure they have a little fun, too. Their work ethic is amazing but it’s not like they’re getting paid a whole lot, they might as well enjoy themselves while they’re here. Yuki nodded, I think she has some ideas.
I’m sure a trip to Buc-ees and Wal-mart is in order!