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If you are calling my cell phone, I should get the call. It rings when Dad calls, so double check with him. My room phone is already canceled though because I move out on Tuesday, so calling that line will not work anymore.
When I am alone in my packed up room my heart sinks. This has been my home for a year. I can say goodbye to my friends relatively calming, saying "I will see you again" and knowing that I can do nothing about the fact that I absolutely must say goodbye for the year. But once I am home I can do nothing but sit and stare, or take a shower to distract myself. Carmen was the only goodbye that made me cry. I cannot explain the feeling of that so I will not even try.
Yesterday was a rough day. It was my last day of ballet and then I was planning to meet my friend Hitomi afterwards. I got an email from the man who teaches the morning class where I was teaching English, asking what time we were going to meet for a goodbye dinner with Hiromi (who I teach with). I wrote, I am sorry but I have ballet, and he got upset. He worte back that I am no longer a child, and as an adult need to keep my word or I will loose credibility. He also said he should have not done all of his preparations. The things is, while I knew he wanted to have a dinner and I was willing to make time for it, I had never recieved any email from him or Hiromi, informing me that yesterday would have been the day we would have dinner. I knew that telling him that it was his fault would only anger him more, so I apologized for my childish behavior, exaplined myself and offered to go to ballet only to say goodbye at the beginning for class, then take the train to Yamashina for dinner. This would also mean canceling plans with my friend, but I did not tell him that. Fortunately, as a student he had been on study abroad and was kind enough to "understand how I could make double or triple plans my last month here." I am still annoyed that he thinks it was my fault when I never knew about the plans in the first place, but that would be unhelpful to say, so I just thanked him for his "kind understanding" and the "valueble lesson he taught me about being an adult." He seemed happy with that, but had already enterd work plans in the evening, and so I was able to go to ballet and have a drink with Hitomi.
Other than that, life is all packing and goodbyes, and wrapping up all of the loose ends. My mind is spinning. Moving is stressful for anyone, but I think moving from country to country adds a little extra pain to the experience. I do feel a lot stronger than I did a year ago though. And I am looking forward to the faces I will see at home. (^o^)
When I am alone in my packed up room my heart sinks. This has been my home for a year. I can say goodbye to my friends relatively calming, saying "I will see you again" and knowing that I can do nothing about the fact that I absolutely must say goodbye for the year. But once I am home I can do nothing but sit and stare, or take a shower to distract myself. Carmen was the only goodbye that made me cry. I cannot explain the feeling of that so I will not even try.
Yesterday was a rough day. It was my last day of ballet and then I was planning to meet my friend Hitomi afterwards. I got an email from the man who teaches the morning class where I was teaching English, asking what time we were going to meet for a goodbye dinner with Hiromi (who I teach with). I wrote, I am sorry but I have ballet, and he got upset. He worte back that I am no longer a child, and as an adult need to keep my word or I will loose credibility. He also said he should have not done all of his preparations. The things is, while I knew he wanted to have a dinner and I was willing to make time for it, I had never recieved any email from him or Hiromi, informing me that yesterday would have been the day we would have dinner. I knew that telling him that it was his fault would only anger him more, so I apologized for my childish behavior, exaplined myself and offered to go to ballet only to say goodbye at the beginning for class, then take the train to Yamashina for dinner. This would also mean canceling plans with my friend, but I did not tell him that. Fortunately, as a student he had been on study abroad and was kind enough to "understand how I could make double or triple plans my last month here." I am still annoyed that he thinks it was my fault when I never knew about the plans in the first place, but that would be unhelpful to say, so I just thanked him for his "kind understanding" and the "valueble lesson he taught me about being an adult." He seemed happy with that, but had already enterd work plans in the evening, and so I was able to go to ballet and have a drink with Hitomi.
Other than that, life is all packing and goodbyes, and wrapping up all of the loose ends. My mind is spinning. Moving is stressful for anyone, but I think moving from country to country adds a little extra pain to the experience. I do feel a lot stronger than I did a year ago though. And I am looking forward to the faces I will see at home. (^o^)