resistance is futile

i went to jusco today. my home away from home. i love jusco. it's so funny that a place so unfamiliar to me i now know like the back of my hand. love that place. i'll definitely miss it.

because i'm a regular there, most of the cashiers have seen me before. i know what to expect when i go there. so, when i see foreigners, i can't help but break neck, STARE and try to figure out their story. first thought that runs through my head is, "who is this invading MY jusco?"

as i stare and stare, i realize that i'm not being very discreet. my god, i've become one of them. i AM japanese now. well....as japanese as a japanese american can become in japan. oh, well.....when in rome, right?

i wonder if i'll have this problem once i go home.