2011 yoda no kanasimi

Today, I write my witful diary as my third schizopherenic personality, the pessimist Yodango.

 (The first is the daydreamer-hell-goer Yodante, the second is the dadaist Yodard(pronounce like Jean-Luc Godard), by the way.)

My birthday is in January, and past unknown by everybody, every year in the valley of forgetfulness.

Normally.

This year, two of my colleagues remembered the day and said to me happy birthday, probably thanks to the e-mail broadcast to the company. I didn't ask them to list my birthday - actually I didn't want it that way as that is a part of my personal information... I am happy to hear such a thing from people around, though.

One of my friend sent me a message in time too. I sent the e-mail to him at the beginning of the month so that he would not miss it. Otherwise people forget my birthday soon, because it is at the strange moment in which I think people go back from vacation to work.  It was a success that I believed in his personality that he never lets people down by omitting kind words with thoughtless justifications.

But happiness has always an end.

January is also a month of the foreboding ceremonial events for me.

At the beginning of the year, we Japanese have to decide policies for the year, and in my company it takes a form of a long, (hey I didn't say boring) meeting in which each employee has a ms powerpoint presentation filled with sordid lies - unattainable goals, tricks to fall your rival colleague to a pit. Then when the ritual ends, we hold the "celebration" where only magpies could collect their shares of crowns of Ebisu Beer.

I want to skip it every year, but this year I feel badly so, because the last year was full of failures. I was useless as an inversed capital Y character. The analysis tells me that, well, every pieces of work I was assigned last year have too many factors beyond my estimation, but, yes, here I am not allowed to use a negative word. The best way I could rephrase it is..."Every pieces of work have a new element in it and I enjoyed it, and I learnt many new things...?" Oh, yoda, oh, yoda!

Another most terrifying event is the coming of age.

I will tell you a story in details about my tragedy someday, but the ceremony left me in a state of solitude, because I didn't want to have it with others just because we happened to be born accidentally in the same town at the same age. 

Tomorrow comes someday. Everything is so unreal.

Yodango

と、たまには横文字でやっちゃってみました。