Ravrod3
“Sakura sakura
yayoi no sora wa
mi-watasu kagiri
kasumi ka kumo ka
nioi zo izuru
izaya izaya
mini yukan”
Every rule needs an exception. And, I was the exception. I was born Japanese, and somewhere between my infancy and school years I lost that. I knew absolutely no Japanese, hated rice and fish, was no good in science or math, etc.. My father had left me, my mother, and my sister, when I was little. I always blamed my mother, to me it seemed the only answer, somehow I couldn't face it that he found love within another woman, another family. With blaming my mother came a good deal of resentment, I was often bitter and I always saw my mother as weak. I was young and foolish, until that horrible day, the day everything I had thought I knew came crumbling around me.