My first 一人暮らし

I always thought I could survive alone. Well, not that I can’t, but I never realized it could be so terrifying. You know, when you unknowingly get used to depending on other people, the realization only came when you are left alone. The bf went to an emergency business trip to Europe yesterday (wah lau, so far away T_T). So, here is my realization.

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Reality is starting to hit and especially tomorrow. I wasn’t really feeling very lonely yesterday as we went out together to the station in the morning as usual, and I met a friend for lunch and dinner. By the time I reach home, I was so tired from period that I just kept felling asleep. Today is public holiday, and we manage to chat for a while in the morning and afternoon (night and morning in Europe). After which, I finally prepare myself and happily went out with the bicycle to the station area. I was telling myself that I could do this with the practise that I had with bf (parking the bicycle downstairs).

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And so, I reached KFC and wondered where I should park my bicycle… and I realized some bicycles parked came with a red label which looks like some form of fine ticket (should have anticipated right!). So I thought that was some territory which people are not allowed to park their bicycle… but anyway I just parked my at the main entrance and keep turning my eyes on it. Luckily, the service was fast and I got my stuffs in like 5mins or something. Somewhere along, I saw one guy who came back to retrieved his bicycle and took out the red label, crushing it. At this point, I was wondering if the “fine ticket” is like for show one because he literally crush it even without reading it.

Anyway, I went back to the other side of the streets of shops and went to the drug store and Daiso. When I came out from Daiso, DANG! The whole row of bicycles were sticked with THAT red label. Including mine! Whhaaaaat??? I’m immediately went into a panic mode and I really didn’t know what to do. Except in my heart cursing that 2 lao uncles for sticking the red label. (Apparently, I kena like 1min before I came out of the store since I saw them still sticking other bicycles).

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While wondering wtf I should do, (actually was panicking and trying to see if my bicycle was wheel clamped or what), I saw an aunty coming back to her bicycle and just tearing out the red label and crushing it. (So this is the normal reaction…) Then I realized oh ya I should remove that darn label too before riding off since it’s like so paiseh also. But in my heart I’m like die liao die liao what if I need to pay the freaking 3000yen fine and there’s a deadline? The bicycle doesn’t belong to me (bf’s) so how to make payment?? Bf will only be back in almost 10 days!! This is how I look like for the next one hour.

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So anyway, I almost wanted to give up going to the supermarket even though it is on the way. I went anyway because today is half price day for frozen foods. Yes, with that face and was googling for bicycle fines in Japan while in the super market but I couldn’t find that red label online.

When I reached home, I have a problem parking the bicycle. I thought that everyone parks on the same spot everyday so I should park back to my same spot.. But it was too squeezy! So I ended up parking it in the middle row since there was space. I hope the neighbours won’t curse me lah for taking their “space” (if any in the first place). Paranoid me even went downstairs again to double confirm that the bicycle was really parked as I was worried that the bicycle will topple and make other bicycles domino.

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While I composed myself a little and started reading the red label.. it’s actually a warning ticket. There’s no serial number on it, but I’m guessing they recorded the bicycle number. At this moment, I just text bf and he happened to be able to connect to some Wifi and called me. So I burst out in tears because I was feeling so lonely. T_T Anyway, he said that it happens frequently and they don’t record it… so there is nothing to worry about. Anyway, the contents are different but it looks something like this:

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In my case, the word 3000yen is super big which is what scared me. It’s actually a warning ticket to tell you that if you don’t move your bicycle away within the day, they will confiscate it and you will have to pay 3000yen to release your bicycle.

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Welcome to Japan.