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So I can string together some decently complex sentences by now, but I'll be damned if I don't still don't get Monday and Sunday mixed up in Japanese.
I don't know why, but it's something that I just do.
And that little quirk got me into a jam yesterday.
Yesterday, Sunday, I was messing around on the computer and talking to people before I started my usual rounds for the day (shop, pack, study, stress, etc.) and Liz comes running in, telling me that Matsumoto-sensei just mailed her, trying to figure out where I was. (It turns out that he had e-mailed me too, but it went to my spam mailbox. When I opened it, I couldn't even read it, bad script).
What? Why? We had agreed that I was going to do the last of my finals tomorrow.
Nope. I had gotten Sunday and Monday mixed up again, and he had been waiting at the school's library for me for almost two hours now.
Well, crap.
Screaming at my own stupidity, I run to get dressed and raced over to meet him.
I apologize profusely as best as I can, and explain that I always get those two days mixed up in Japanese. I should have figured it was Sunday, since all the while we talked about the exams I would think "Wow, he's going to let me take it on Gion Matsuri, when there's no place opened? And he's willing to take time off from going to the matsuri to do this? Weird, but ok..."
I feel so horrible for having wasted his time. He asks me if I am ready to do the finals, and I'm honestly not. Because I thought Monday was the final day, I packed until 2:00 a.m. on Saturday night and didn't do any studying, assuming that I'd have all of Sunday to do so.
Luckily, he understands and was nice enough to let me take them today. We rescheduled it for today. So, feeling like crap, I left and went to Plaza for one last haircut.
I like that salon. It's the best one I've ever been to for the price. They washed my hair (twice, for some reason), cut it, and even gave me a head massage (unexpected and yes, kind of odd). I just came in for a trim, but they took one hour and fourty five minutes, I was a bit surprised. I also bought a kanji training game and a dictionary for my DS. Feeling guilty about wasting Matsumoto's time, and feeling that I should give him a present for all that he's done for me (he's been the primary help when it came to getting my finals done early), I decided to go down to the import shop and see if there was anything I could get him as a present.
I remembered that he was drinking red wine at the tabehoudai, so I thought something like that would be nice.
Funnily enough, they were offering free samples of wine at the store. I tried some...I always keep giving white and red (what felt like a bottomless) sample of wine. I talk to the sampler lady about how I want to buy a wine although I don't know which one is good because I hate the taste of wine and I didn't know what kind of wine was served at the tabehoudai. I just decide to grab some French wine (it was $25 so hopefully it's not too vile, has to be better than tabehoudai wine) and a can of mixed nuts and some other import snacks. I will always be amazed as to how some of the most mundane foodstuffs from home can be so expensive here.
Today I did my akward speech in Gosho, and then we went to a McDonald's (they're two stories and open 24/7 here) to do my kanji test. I asked him to please return to my dorm with me, because I had forgotten something (I couldn't think of anything more polite than that, I didn't want to say "I have a gift!" or anything possibly akward like that). I think he liked the gift, or at least I hope so, as he didn't open the bag of items in front of me (as it is in Japanese culture). I was sad that he left. I'm getting a sadder little by little as my trip comes to a close.
Still very stressed. I will be able to breathe as soon as I'm on that plane.
I'm going to miss this place.
Nap now.
I don't know why, but it's something that I just do.
And that little quirk got me into a jam yesterday.
Yesterday, Sunday, I was messing around on the computer and talking to people before I started my usual rounds for the day (shop, pack, study, stress, etc.) and Liz comes running in, telling me that Matsumoto-sensei just mailed her, trying to figure out where I was. (It turns out that he had e-mailed me too, but it went to my spam mailbox. When I opened it, I couldn't even read it, bad script).
What? Why? We had agreed that I was going to do the last of my finals tomorrow.
Nope. I had gotten Sunday and Monday mixed up again, and he had been waiting at the school's library for me for almost two hours now.
Well, crap.
Screaming at my own stupidity, I run to get dressed and raced over to meet him.
I apologize profusely as best as I can, and explain that I always get those two days mixed up in Japanese. I should have figured it was Sunday, since all the while we talked about the exams I would think "Wow, he's going to let me take it on Gion Matsuri, when there's no place opened? And he's willing to take time off from going to the matsuri to do this? Weird, but ok..."
I feel so horrible for having wasted his time. He asks me if I am ready to do the finals, and I'm honestly not. Because I thought Monday was the final day, I packed until 2:00 a.m. on Saturday night and didn't do any studying, assuming that I'd have all of Sunday to do so.
Luckily, he understands and was nice enough to let me take them today. We rescheduled it for today. So, feeling like crap, I left and went to Plaza for one last haircut.
I like that salon. It's the best one I've ever been to for the price. They washed my hair (twice, for some reason), cut it, and even gave me a head massage (unexpected and yes, kind of odd). I just came in for a trim, but they took one hour and fourty five minutes, I was a bit surprised. I also bought a kanji training game and a dictionary for my DS. Feeling guilty about wasting Matsumoto's time, and feeling that I should give him a present for all that he's done for me (he's been the primary help when it came to getting my finals done early), I decided to go down to the import shop and see if there was anything I could get him as a present.
I remembered that he was drinking red wine at the tabehoudai, so I thought something like that would be nice.
Funnily enough, they were offering free samples of wine at the store. I tried some...I always keep giving white and red (what felt like a bottomless) sample of wine. I talk to the sampler lady about how I want to buy a wine although I don't know which one is good because I hate the taste of wine and I didn't know what kind of wine was served at the tabehoudai. I just decide to grab some French wine (it was $25 so hopefully it's not too vile, has to be better than tabehoudai wine) and a can of mixed nuts and some other import snacks. I will always be amazed as to how some of the most mundane foodstuffs from home can be so expensive here.
Today I did my akward speech in Gosho, and then we went to a McDonald's (they're two stories and open 24/7 here) to do my kanji test. I asked him to please return to my dorm with me, because I had forgotten something (I couldn't think of anything more polite than that, I didn't want to say "I have a gift!" or anything possibly akward like that). I think he liked the gift, or at least I hope so, as he didn't open the bag of items in front of me (as it is in Japanese culture). I was sad that he left. I'm getting a sadder little by little as my trip comes to a close.
Still very stressed. I will be able to breathe as soon as I'm on that plane.
I'm going to miss this place.
Nap now.