Monday, March 7, 2011

Questioning

Sometimes I find myself questioning the value... no, not value. Purpose? No. I find myself questioning the idea of learning about ancient kingdoms, modern economics, and languages both foreign and native

when I still find myself fascinated by the pure, simple beauty of water. It is graceful, elegant, sublime in a way that I cannot understand. How can I hope to understand the life of another person, or the impact of the Tokugawa shogunate on the present-day culture of Japan? It seems rather bleak, futile even, if you dwell on it for too long.

This is not helped by my longing for larger bodies of water. To be surrounded by it. To dive into it and spin in it. I used to spend hours in pools, beaches, or streams just spinning.

Water is an amazing thing. History, mathematics, science... these are not as amazing.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

What It Means To Be A Kerwin

This is something I've been mulling around in my head for a long time. On occasion I give these rules to my friends when they are having a hard time getting their act together or trying to determine how they can finish tasks when they've taken on a bit more than they can chew (see rule #1).

These "rules" are what I've compiled from various Kerwins and my relatives, the most influential of which is probably my father. I should also add that this is largely what shapes me as a person, though there are lessons I take from my mother's side of the family as well. These are just the rules of my direct, Kaimuki Kerwin family, and they are probably linked to the rest of the Kerwins as well.

The order of these is important, keep that in mind.

#1 "Always take care of the little guy."
This is easily the most important rule in my family. I see it in my father's actions, my mother's actions and my brother's and even mine. It shapes how I view the world.

The "little guy" in this sense is not always someone of smaller stature, or even necessarily someone younger than you. The little guy is anyone who needs help; anyone who can't speak up for themselves; anyone whose life just isn't working out right now; anyone who just needs a quick pep talk to get themselves in gear. The little guy is sometimes a person who you might not even enjoy talking to or interacting with, but they are the little guy and you have to take care of them.

As a Kerwin it is foremost that you help someone you meet who is in need. If I see a child crying, I will get down on one knee and find out what is wrong. Lost your parents? Let's find them. Hurt your leg? Let's get a band-aid. Too scared to go down the slide? I'll hold your hand and we'll both walk back down.

An example of rule #1 that resonates well with me is this: One day in California, my father and I had just gone shopping for instant mashed potato mix for a switcheroo we were going to pull on the rest of the Kerwin clan at our Thanksgiving dinner that night. We were in the middle of a conversation when my dad interrupted me. "Hang on for a second." He pulled the car over to a man who was standing on the side of the road in tattered jeans and a dirty flannel jacket. "Here, go and make sure you get yourself some food. Happy Thanksgiving." The man's gritty teeth showed through his disheveled beard as he said "Thank you, I will, God bless."

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#2 "Get your shit done."
I use the expletive here because I think it's completely necessary. Sometimes life will give you shit, and you have to get it done. Not everything turns out the way you want it. Sometimes work is not equivalent to play. On those glorious occasions when it is, you have to make sure you focus enough to give it your best. That's an important part of this rule. Whenever you hand something in, or present something, be it a homework assignment or an essay or work for your boss - it better be your best work. If it's not your best work, why did you do it? Why are you handing it in? It's not done if you haven't tried your hardest. If you did your best and your homework gets a low grade, or your proposal is turned down, your paper criticized - doesn't matter. None of that matters as long as you completed it to the best of your ability.

This is easily the rule that I have the most trouble with. In dealing with clinical depression and mild anxiety disorder, I feel myself get uninspired or panicky in the face of large workloads. I think I had my first nervous breakdown from the inability to do an assignment in the 4th grade when I had to make a poster of the solar system. I hastily put it together and my father critiqued my work, asking me if I thought it was my best. When I looked at it, I realized it wasn't. Then I considered what really was my best work. I had another realization that there was no way I could give it my best and finish it. It was already 8 o'clock! I had to go to sleep soon! (Side note: I actually stayed up until 10 or 10:30 frequently to catch Dragon Ball Z on T.V. before spending a good amount of time not sleeping in my room). I panicked and when I realized I couldn't finish the project if I had to give it my best, my dad agreed to help me as long as I was coming up with the ideas myself - being the teacher that he is. I turned the project in, but it didn't help my abysmal spelling grades that I was getting in 4th grade. I was always the last student left correcting my spelling tests - and I was missing out on recess! The horror, the travesty of my whimsical youth! Words are stupid, who needs them?

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#3 "Take care of yourself."
Now this is where order becomes important. If you notice, this comes after taking care of others AND after getting your own stuff done. I've chosen this order for a specific reason. Rule #1 is and always has been the most important and stated rule in my family. However, rules 2 and 3 don't have such a concrete position. Really, if it were up to my dad, he would put this rule first. But I feel that's because he's imposing rule #1 in his thinking of others. If it were up to my mom, should would put "Get your shit done" first for me specifically, but this is only if you asked her very frankly. She herself easily places rule #1 as her top priority the most consistently of anyone I know. No one cares for others as much as my mother does. It's amazing, because she's a Bruhl! Names aside, anyone can adopt the Kerwin rules, and I think the only reason my mother would put #3 first is that, in my case, she is being my mom and wants me to succeed and I love her for that.

Now, for this rule... let me put it into an example. When kids wake up in the morning, they go to school. The same was true for me, but if I got up in the morning and I was sick, it was easy enough to say that I was sick and then not go to school. However, I never had to lie about being sick. First off, I wanted to go to school. There was always a reason, be it friends or sports or something fun in class - I always wanted to go. But if there was a day where I couldn't go, something in me said "you need more sleep today" or "you have to take a break and think about everything," I could just say so and then I stayed home. The next day my friends would ask "hey why weren't you in school yesterday?" They never really understood my explanation of "I just couldn't come." Now, of course, this quasi-hooky playing only really became necessary as I got older and became more contemplative about my life, my existence, whatnot.

My mother or father's response was always "you have to take care of yourself." But this rule applied, so it became: Take care of yourself, but get your shit done.

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#4 "Fix it."
Take responsibility for your actions. After all, they were your choices. If you break something, fix it.

This applies to fights amongst friends, family, even romantic relationships. It applies to actual broken objects and the like as well. If you absolutely shattered something beyond repair, take the steps necessary to make sure that you pay for it, or you replace it, or you make it up to the person somehow.

One of the ways I take this into my life is that I never let a fight fester. If there is such a problem between me and someone else that it leads to an altercation of words, or even fists, I take the means to "fix it" right away. For romantic relationships, this means that while I will let you hang up the hone, or walk away if you need to. But I will not let you "sleep on it." We're going to talk it out until the problem is fixed.
To me, sleep is a commodity openly traded for other things. Guitar, homework, games, books, love. I do understand that other people do not have the same trade-concept that I do when it comes to sleep. If it's 3 in the morning and you have a class in 4 and a half hours, I will let you sleep as long as we agree that we love each other. This might have led me to more healthy relationships; it might have led me to worse ones. I don't know. I'm not claiming these to be the perfect ways to live (though they come damn close), they're just the ways that I live.

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#5 Treat everyone you meet as though they are your best friend.
This one's not in quotes because I've never really received it as a command or spoken rule, as I have heard all the others. Though, I think this is the epitome of being a Kerwin, as far as everyone who is a member of the Kerwin clan, not specifically the Kaimuki Kerwins.
The best example of this, and I know my dad will agree, is in his father, Ted Kerwin. My grandfather treats everyone he meets as though he's known them his entire life. This doesn't just mean be nice to people when you first meet them. This also means that you are completely genuine to yourself. You remain authentic, even if you have to force kindness - because you're kind to your best friend, right? But you're also cynical to them, you're also a prankster, you're also a joker. You're you, and that authenticity from the very first time you meet someone is the best way to form a deeper relationship later.

Recently, this rule has become difficult for me. When it comes to trust, I believe people can be broken into two categories: there are the people who trust someone they just met 100%, and those that treat people they just met with 0% trust (and then you build trust up from there). These are generalizations, of course. I used to be the former group, and I trusted everyone I met completely and then lost trust in them based on their actions. In the past four years or so, I've become less of that type of person. I regret it. Closeting yourself to keep things private is one thing, but I hope to live with rule #5 in mind more frequently in the future.



So that's it, for now. I could write a book about these rules. Instead, I think I'll do the next set on what it means to be a Bruhl (probably combined with what it means to be a Ciani).

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

"Hey, remember that time we went on a road trip?"

This is an ABBREVIATED collection of pictures and captions from my Facebook album of the same title. I wanna fill everyone in on the ridiculousness of my adventure to Nagano prefecture to go snowboarding.

Ridiculous is an understatement.
The order of this blog is PHOTO, then TEXT. Follow the story as such. Click pictures to enlarge.

I get picked up at 7:30am on Saturday by my friends Yoon, Jack and Paige in a car that just looks kind of old from the outside. The inside, however, tells an entirely different story.

This is my seatbelt. It consists of:
1) A carabiner attached to a metal part of the seat's frame
2) Another carabiner attached to that carabiner
3) A suitcase strap attached to that 2nd carabiner.
No joke. A suitcase strap. That tag right there has the "Name" "Phone Number" and "Address" fields.

The car also had buckets attached to the windows in the trunk (which had a sketchy, dirty futon in it) and in those buckets there were hammers, chemicals, rags, a weird Mickey Mouse pointer rod-thing....

It was a rape-van. Designed for rape. There's no other way to put it.
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Here's the crew: Shotgun is Jack (hailing from Australia with the glasses), the driver is Yoon (he's from Korea).
This is Paige, she's never seen snow before (she's from the Marshall Islands).

Alright, let's do this. 7:30am, heading out, going to Nagano. Should take about 4, maybe 4 and a half hours. Let's DO IT.

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"Okay, this GPS isn't even taking us in the right direction. Like, it won't even take us on any expressways or anything. We have to turn around." - Jack Wu

It's now
11 am and we haven't even left Tokyo prefecture yet. If you look closely you might be able to see Paige and I cracking up really hard at this shit.

We saw an expressway above us and it had been going in the same direction as us for 20 minutes, and the "highway" we were on was making us go ridiculously slow - but we couldn't find a way onto the expressway.

When we finally found the onramp, and got on it, we were so stoked. Going fast, let's do this. A minute later the expressway ends and sends us in the wrong direction. I almost died from laughing at the irony, and then Jack made this realization above.
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Taking a break, on an expressway, heading towards Nagano.

"We're on the right track now, we should get there in less than 4 hours. What's the worst that could happen?" - Jack "I'm a huge jinx" Wu [pictured above]

It's about
noon.

WARNING: CROSSING MONKEYS
other animal warning signs we saw:
Tanuki
Bears
(I'm completely serious)
I laughed too hard to take pictures of those. Like I said, I'm sorry - that happened a lot on this trip.
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I'll use this picture of drive-by scenery to make a note of what has happened since.

It's now
4:20 PM. This is a quick list of what has gone wrong since our last time update:
- Jack's iPhone (which has a GPS that we're now using instead of the shitty car GPS) lags a bit, so we missed a few exits and had to turn around.
- When turning around, we had to pay some extra tolls.
- When turning around, the car got stuck in the snow. Yoon and I pushed it out.
- We drove over 20km in the wrong direction.
- Jack's iPhone started to die.

The trouble really was just beginning.
"What else could happen?"
- Jack "I should stop saying things" Wu
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7 PM

We have just arrived to our hotel. If you've been keeping up/remember Jack said"What else could happen?"

Here's what else happened:
- We have to put on the snow chains. I was like "Done this before, I got this."
- They were not chains. Never seen anything like them in my life. They were made of rubber and tubing and hooks and plastic parts and metal spikes.
- The instructions are in Japanese.
- We are on the side of a mountain highway. We can't go deeper into the turn-off because there's snow. We'd get stuck. Again.
- We put the "chains" on the front wheels of the car, and think we have them semi-secure. I tell Yoon to move forward a bit to check out how they hold up. I see the back wheels spin out. Turns out it's a rear-wheel drive car.
- We put them on. Again.
- We realize they're on almost completely wrong.
- We put them on. Again.
- We've almost been hit by large, incoming trucks 3-4 times.
- Once we get them on, we move on and it starts to get dark. It's snowing heavily.
- Jack didn't know how to work the heater for the windshield (it's pretty easy, I showed him the next day) so the windshield was extremely foggy. Did I mention it was dark and snowing?
- We realize we're running out of gas.
- I actually think that I'm going to die.
BUT
- We get to a gas station, get our directions checked, get gas - everything's good.
AND THEN
Jack Wu: "What else could possibly go wrong, right?"
YEAH.
- We drive out of the gas station, one of the snow chains flies off the back. I happen to look back and notice it.
- We run back and get it.
- We put it on again. Did I mention it was dark and snowing heavily?


Yoon and I rocking the complimentary yukatta. I wore mine as much as I could.



TO BE CONTINUED (briefly, later)
here's a spoiler:
This is a party bus. Yeah that's right, MORE crazy things happen.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Crazy Awesome

But first, an actual update:

I've had a minor issue that developed since I got here, and that is my hair falling out much more rapidly than it ever has before. After freaking out about it, I boiled it down the other night to a few (possible) reasons:
1) dryness + coldness
2) different shampoo (Japanese)
3) low protein

the reason why I actually ruled out the water here (as I never had this problem living in Takadanobaba and the water here definitely smells and tastes like chemicals) was that my body hair was not really falling out much, just the hair on my head.

So, I bought a humidifier for my room, bought a different shampoo and (hopefully) better conditioner, and hope to put more protein in my diet (start exercising again and drinking my muscle milk, as well as just eating more meat).

AND NOW FOR THE CRAZY AWESOME:

In all of this shopping, I also bought something that I saw originally in Japan over 2 years ago. Here's a quick description:
1) It's called a Homestar Aqua (Homestar. Like homestarrunner but has nothing to do with the greatest flash website of all time).
2) It's blue.
3) It projects constellations onto the ceiling of my bathroom while I take a shower.

If you don't understand why this thing was essentially MADE for me, then you don't know who I am. Here's pictures:




IT'S SO FREAKING COOL



Wednesday, January 19, 2011

My New Pad

This is what my room looks like now. It's bigger than my place last semester. Notable additions since I took these pictures are: a sweet, temperpedic-type mattress on top of my futon (which is black, but the comforter is still pink), and on Friday Don Quijote will be sending me my chair. That's a store, not the Spaniard who fought giants. And the reason I'm getting a new chair is because I bought one, lugged it all the way back to my place only to find that it was missing a piece. It was more than a little irksome, especially because it drops to around or below freezing outside at night and I had to walk for about 20 minutes to the place and 30 minutes back because I was carrying the 25-30 pound chair (in box form).

In any case, this is my new place! I like it, and I like living in Urawa. It's in Saitama prefecture. For those of you with no reference as to where this is, this is where this is: http://tinyurl.com/4fflxqf

The place with the red car in front. Zoom out to see where it is in relativity to everything else.









Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Decided to do this after all.

Here's a blog.

Let's start with a pretty summary of my first day back in Nippon:

My fingers were worn and dry from the cold and travel, so two of them started to bleed around the nails. I failed to notice this until I got to my new place. Sans bandages of any kind, nor any towels - paper or otherwise - I rinsed them in a sink and used a receipt as a makeshift bandage to keep them from bleeding anymore into the pockets of my jacket where I needed to stuff them as I went shopping for 1) bandages, 2) gloves, 3) paper towels and other household necessities.

In any case, I need more bedding for my bed to be actually comfortable enough to sleep, and be prepared to see "Ambien Adrian" over the course of the next week or so as I attempt to readjust to living in the densest city in the world - both in population and in social permeation.


Wondering whether or not I should have just gone back to Takadanobaba (where I lived last semester). Friendlier town, easier access to stuff, the room had everything I needed. Oh well, this is only my second time living alone after all. You live and learn.


Beers, good times, cold, adventure, loneliness, dry skin, adventure and beers are in the near future. I'll be sure to keep you posted.