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Can't believe it's been 6 weeks since I last came here. Well, now I can, but before right around the one month mark it felt only like two weeks or so, maybe...but after that, the gravity of that fact began to set in so now that's...plausible seeming.
This may not be the best time to update, as at the moment I'm feeling a smidge depressed. Smidge...I've been using that word a lot lately, it'd seem. As for the circumstances, it's nothing special...just feeling a little lonely, and with every passing moment, it doesn't seem to be getting any better. Maybe I'm not depressed; I just feel...empty. Who knows.
As for the happenings...a couple of weeks ago, we celebrated my birthday. I didn't take any pictures, nor did I have a camera on me because I wasn't aware such a occasion was, as they say, being planned. It's always nice to feel important, and that night was nothing short of spectacular judging by that criteria---even without, though, it was pretty cool. We had cake and I got a handful of gifts, then we all got drunk...I think, anyway. Without a recollection of feeling anything differently after about 6 shots of 25-35 proof, I don't know what the deal was there.
Last week on Thursday and Friday we, the exchange students, went over to Umegaoka elementary school to talk to the kids about American culture/tradition/things/itemnumberfour. And by "talk to the kids" I mean "talk to an interpreter who speaks with these kids." I (or, on Friday, my partner who decided to stop being sick and I) ended up choosing the holiday season as a topic, discussing what goes down in American homes and schools (alternatively, in the case of my partner, crazy backwards Russian-American households) and leading into the entire class singing We Wish You A Merry Christmas. Time permitting (it's worth mentioning we visited 3 classrooms each day) question time would arise and that was always fun, if not downright interesting (one class asked me almost nothing but pop culture questions, most of which I shrugged at.) It was a ton of fun overall, but impossible without the help of my translators/assistants, who also helped in planning a bit...cause they had experience and all that from last year, but hey. ;P
Something seems amiss in me, still. I was honestly hoping that maybe blogging could...you know, help fill me up again so to speak, but not much has changed...and immediately after typing this sentence, I seemed to have passed out for the night. At least I feel a little better, now.
Another update soon, hopefully, but my words don't seem to register for much nowaday, sooo we'll see.
ja, mata ne.
This may not be the best time to update, as at the moment I'm feeling a smidge depressed. Smidge...I've been using that word a lot lately, it'd seem. As for the circumstances, it's nothing special...just feeling a little lonely, and with every passing moment, it doesn't seem to be getting any better. Maybe I'm not depressed; I just feel...empty. Who knows.
As for the happenings...a couple of weeks ago, we celebrated my birthday. I didn't take any pictures, nor did I have a camera on me because I wasn't aware such a occasion was, as they say, being planned. It's always nice to feel important, and that night was nothing short of spectacular judging by that criteria---even without, though, it was pretty cool. We had cake and I got a handful of gifts, then we all got drunk...I think, anyway. Without a recollection of feeling anything differently after about 6 shots of 25-35 proof, I don't know what the deal was there.
Last week on Thursday and Friday we, the exchange students, went over to Umegaoka elementary school to talk to the kids about American culture/tradition/things/itemnumberfour. And by "talk to the kids" I mean "talk to an interpreter who speaks with these kids." I (or, on Friday, my partner who decided to stop being sick and I) ended up choosing the holiday season as a topic, discussing what goes down in American homes and schools (alternatively, in the case of my partner, crazy backwards Russian-American households) and leading into the entire class singing We Wish You A Merry Christmas. Time permitting (it's worth mentioning we visited 3 classrooms each day) question time would arise and that was always fun, if not downright interesting (one class asked me almost nothing but pop culture questions, most of which I shrugged at.) It was a ton of fun overall, but impossible without the help of my translators/assistants, who also helped in planning a bit...cause they had experience and all that from last year, but hey. ;P
Something seems amiss in me, still. I was honestly hoping that maybe blogging could...you know, help fill me up again so to speak, but not much has changed...and immediately after typing this sentence, I seemed to have passed out for the night. At least I feel a little better, now.
Another update soon, hopefully, but my words don't seem to register for much nowaday, sooo we'll see.
ja, mata ne.