okidoke here goes.....I'm​ 26years old male  living in Tokyo. here I am trying to socialize via this site that a good friend told me bout!



I love all of the art including modern art and I have respect for beer!!
Camera and photo is my predious hobby. Though I'm using Pentax, I love Canon and Nikon too.

My major is linguistics,​ especially generative grammar and cognitive grammar.I study of that for us to comunicate more easily at a graduate school.

I am planing to apply to the USA or UK university, thus, now I spend all my time for the test: TOEFL. Hence, I'm especially interested in those who are eager to get good score in TOEFL or native English speaker.
Of course males/female​­s/gender non-specific​­ people are all welcomed

It doesn't matter whether you have a photo or whether you have a profile.  I'll still talk to you. 

Et je peux parler le francais car je suis habite a paris pour aller une ecole de la musique et  j'y ai etudie la composition.​

Don't hesitate to contact me :)

Although I'm not professional​ pianist, I like it.
My performance:​

http://www.​youtube.com/​watch?v=QxR9​S4_9olI

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As I use my computer and the internet for my work, using tabbrowser, I'm loging in everyday.
But, as it is, I'm very busy because of the work, so my reply may be late. Sorry, but, I surely reply for you at least onece a day!

Linguistics,​ Philosophy, French culture and art.
Playing the piano

Manga, Anime, Game

Bach, Beethoven, Schumann, Rachmaninoff​, Scriabin, Ravel, Saariaho, Grisey, Murail

The Cure, Stand by Me, October Sky, It's a Wonderful Life, and movies of Michal Tarkowski

The Brothers Karamazov

"Je pense donc je suis"
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O BLITHE New-comer! I have heard,
I hear thee and rejoice.
O Cuckoo! shall I call the Bird,
Or but a wandering Voice?


While I am lying on the grass
Thy twofold shout I hear,
From hill to hill it seems to pass,
At once far off, and near.


Though babbling only to the Vale,
Of sunshine and of flowers,
Thou bringest unto me a tale
Of visionary hours.


Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! 
Even yet thou art to me
No bird, but an invisible thing,
A voice, a mystery;