Mar 13, 2008 09:49
I had a dream last night where I was going to the Vietnam war. I was standing in line waiting to be outfitted with a weapon and I was last in line. When I finally got to the front they had run out, so I ended up getting 3 wooden, antique "potato masher" grenades. I said to the lady handing the stuff out that, "it's cool, it means I have less weight to carry."
Yesterday was our school's graduation. The third graders have left and are probably studying like mad for their upcoming entrance exams for senior high school. It was cool, I guess. The only thing that got any sort of emotion stirred up in me all day was when I realised that it will be my last graduation at Hidaka Higashi, and probably Japan.