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Am in Portland right now, getting my computer that my dad fixed for me because it is an utter piece of shit and decided to break. Did I ever tell you I hate my computer? I'm sure I did. In the last 2 weeks, I left Japan, went to Maui, had a really fun time with my Parents, left Maui, arrived back in Portland with a HUGE smile on my face, saw my sisters and their respective children/spouses, went down to Eugene for the day, hung out with Talia for a couple days, said goodbye to Earl (he's the only car I will ever truly love), went down to Eugene for good, went to real classes for the first time in over 9 months and then came back up to Portland when my dad told my computer was fixed as much as a piece of shit can be fixed.
I'll probably write at length about all of those things in the coming week(s), but I'm just too happy to do it now. Suffice it to say, I LOVE it here. I was expecting to feel kind of weird, that "reverse culture-shock" everyone told me all about, but I feel/felt nothing of the sort. At first I was absolutely elated, and that hasn't really worn off completely, but now it's more of the feeling that I am home. Everything that was hard or uncomfortable in Japan feels normal. People don't stare at me. Green stuff that comes from the sea is now covered by the one word "seaweed" rather than the 2304308 names in Japanese. I can buy Tillamook cheese in any grocery store. I don't get hit on by salarymen. I could continue, but it basically feels like everything is right with the world. Now I just need to figure out what I should take from my experience. I could just say "fuck Japan" and never think about it again, but I'd rather believe that I didn't spend 8 months there for nothing and find something useful in the wreckage of my study abroad experience.
PS: The theme song from Team America World Police has been running through my head continuously since I got back. Specifically, "American, FUCK YEAH." GOD, I love this place.
I'll probably write at length about all of those things in the coming week(s), but I'm just too happy to do it now. Suffice it to say, I LOVE it here. I was expecting to feel kind of weird, that "reverse culture-shock" everyone told me all about, but I feel/felt nothing of the sort. At first I was absolutely elated, and that hasn't really worn off completely, but now it's more of the feeling that I am home. Everything that was hard or uncomfortable in Japan feels normal. People don't stare at me. Green stuff that comes from the sea is now covered by the one word "seaweed" rather than the 2304308 names in Japanese. I can buy Tillamook cheese in any grocery store. I don't get hit on by salarymen. I could continue, but it basically feels like everything is right with the world. Now I just need to figure out what I should take from my experience. I could just say "fuck Japan" and never think about it again, but I'd rather believe that I didn't spend 8 months there for nothing and find something useful in the wreckage of my study abroad experience.
PS: The theme song from Team America World Police has been running through my head continuously since I got back. Specifically, "American, FUCK YEAH." GOD, I love this place.