So today, after a very torturing wait of a few months, the letter dropped through our mailbox: "You can pick up your goods at customs". So after finishing with the live streaming of Nana, I am sure you can guess where I eagerly made my way. >:D
It was rather funny at the till at customs, as I was standing there focusing on resisting grabbing the envelope and running away screaming of joy, the lady working there asked what's in the bag (Haha It's in the bag) and my dad replied "Concert discs, my daughter's into Japanese music". The lady then exclaimed "She should start learning Japanese then!" That snapped me out of my little Nana bubble and me and my dad, both at the same time, declared that I can already speak Japanese. The lady then was rather impressed and said: "You should go to Tokyo next then. You can make all the Japanese stand in awe when a pale blonde girl like you just starts talking away in Japanese!" So even the customs official thinks I need to go to Tokyo... I can wholly agree!