January 2013 is over!

Jan 31, 2013 21:05

OK.
This year.
Wow.
This month has been, is being, so GAH!

Over the past few years I have worked so hard to get out of my shell, to talk to people, make friends, be social, have a life, so I find it really contrary to complain now.  But what I've very firmly realized since moving to Osaka is that I'm not just simply shy, but really, truly extremely introverted.  I simply can not handle being around people all the time, I NEED time alone to recharge.  I've been working so hard to be social and likeable and have friends that I wasn't really giving myself the time I needed.  And so I kind of crashed during christmas break when everyone left and I was finally left alone.  but then around new years everyone returned and it was back to every day somewhere, someone.

And my wallet was stolen. and I had to replace all the items in it.

and then suddenly I was juggling suit boy and band boy.

and my friends wanted to go drinking every night.

and work.

and finding a new job commencing in March/April.

Private english lessons (one of my students is pregnant--she's so excited!)

started Japanese lessons again.

started a part-time (one day a week) job at a juku (private school-eikawa type thing)
and
OMG! (life is killing me)
Life has been completely crazy and I was having a hard time sleeping because my brain wouldn't shut off and I developed a cough that was waking me up in the middle of the night to remind me that life sucks.
harder and harder to wake up in the morning.  Hitting the snooze button multiple times.  Contemplating alternative plans if I missed the train I need to get to work because I was trying to sleep "just a little more."

But this past weekend I spent all day saturday in bed watching old black and white episodes of the Addams family.  Then Sunday went shopping for a new wallet--also by myself, making uber pleasurable with plenty of pit stops for pizza, french fries, and a starbucks chai tea latte.  Plus books and tower records.
Then to really improve things I bought some cough suppressant and slept the entire night last night.
It was incredibly amazing to wake up and actually feel like waking up.  I used to be an extreme morning person and I was kind of feeling like my entire identity had been lost when suddenly I was finding it hard to wake up before 10am.

I had this song stuck in my head:

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which is weird, since I really don't listen to Luna Sea, but...I do like this song.  so 80s punk movie sounding to me.  And that makes me happy 'cause I love bad 80s-90s movies.

Anyway...

I got a letter today from the Osaka Police saying they think they found my wallet, so I should come and confirm it for them and collect it.  So I'm pretty excited about.  Though I've replaced all the important stuff I also had a lot of little things stashed in it that are close to irreplaceable.  Plus, it's a cool wallet and I was sad to see it go.

Suit boy has sadly disappeared from my world.  Which really is sad, but not horribly sad.  A few weeks ago he sent me a note saying work was killing him (I believe him--can't believe they let people work those kind of hours), and I sent a couple of texts with no reply--which I understand 'cause of the work, but also...if you actually liked me you'd find time.  so I figured I'd just wait and see if he ever texts me back.  2 weeks later...nada.  But I wasn't really invested in that much anyway 'cause we had absolutely zero in common.

but BAND BOY.  Dang. the flirting! and talking about music (my true love). I've never hung-out with someone like him before.
He called me beautiful today.  BEAUTIFUL!!! not f*cking cute like everyone else calls me in JapanLand.
I once kind of/not really dated a guy when I was in 9th/10th grade and he was so nice to me it freaked me out so I broke up with him before we even actually went on a date.  Band boy kind of feels like that--I don't know how to act when someone so obviously expresses themselves like that. It freaks me out and makes me smile happily for hours on end.  simultaneously-- freaked out and gloriously happy.  (I really want to tell you every single detail, but know that's probably more than you want)

life, lost wallet, boys

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