This past week sucked hairy monkey balls. . .
And this week is shaping up to be the same.
Last week, I was at school every day til at least five, and once 5:30 and 6. D: I've been working on speeches with my stuents, and I am nervousthat we won't be able to do enough in the next three days. I am SO tired that all I want to do is sleep, and I haven't touched my Nano in DAYS. (Currently way behind at 7k. I can't really be arsed to write more, at the moment. STRESS and work, arrrrg.) It's very frustrating. But the teacher I am working with has been really nice, and this has been good for her to see that I care and I think she realized she was short with me the week prior, so she's constantly been thanking me. Weather that's her being Japanese or not, it doesn't matter--the things I am sticking around for are things that I'd do regularly anyway, it's just stressful when you have FOUR students trying to do a speech contest with none of them handing thier speeches in until last week, save one. *sigh*
The highlight of last week was everyone being extatic over Obama. I don't like to get preachy about politics, so I've refrained from commenting. Howevr, he's made so many people proud to be American again (a statment I've heard echoed by many over and over), that I do not envy him what he has to live up to.
On the subject of Obama, one of my students summed it up quite well, so I will leave you with that. "I'm very cold. Do you know Obama? He's wonderful."
Of course, that was ruined by the fact that the man I loved and respected more then anything as a writer, Michael Crichton, died this week. I know it was of cancer, but I seriously could NOT read the BBC article on it, I was in tears. It still breaks my heart. As my mom said, "No more new Michael Crichton books. I just can't believe that."
The night bus. . . . went through Tsuyama. While the night bus had been AWESOME for me when I lived in Kuse, now it's really kinda bad cause it gets back to Okayama at 7:50. Which means I get on a train at 7:53, get back to Osafune at 8:17, and am late for work. So I had to cancel my ticket, and run around Shinjuku TWICE to get a refund. I am taking the shinkansen home tonight, bahhhhhh. I don't particularly care to (expensiiiiive), but there's nothing to be done, I fear. Oh well.
I am hoping that depite all of this, today will be a good day. We usually have fun at events, and this event was really fun last time, so here's to hoping it's fun again. rhole and I are really hopeful that it will be good times.
I gotta put on my skirt and my petti, so I shall be off.
Send your good vibes and prayers that despite everything, today and next week won't suck!
Last week, I was at school every day til at least five, and once 5:30 and 6. D: I've been working on speeches with my stuents, and I am nervousthat we won't be able to do enough in the next three days. I am SO tired that all I want to do is sleep, and I haven't touched my Nano in DAYS. (Currently way behind at 7k. I can't really be arsed to write more, at the moment. STRESS and work, arrrrg.) It's very frustrating. But the teacher I am working with has been really nice, and this has been good for her to see that I care and I think she realized she was short with me the week prior, so she's constantly been thanking me. Weather that's her being Japanese or not, it doesn't matter--the things I am sticking around for are things that I'd do regularly anyway, it's just stressful when you have FOUR students trying to do a speech contest with none of them handing thier speeches in until last week, save one. *sigh*
The highlight of last week was everyone being extatic over Obama. I don't like to get preachy about politics, so I've refrained from commenting. Howevr, he's made so many people proud to be American again (a statment I've heard echoed by many over and over), that I do not envy him what he has to live up to.
On the subject of Obama, one of my students summed it up quite well, so I will leave you with that. "I'm very cold. Do you know Obama? He's wonderful."
Of course, that was ruined by the fact that the man I loved and respected more then anything as a writer, Michael Crichton, died this week. I know it was of cancer, but I seriously could NOT read the BBC article on it, I was in tears. It still breaks my heart. As my mom said, "No more new Michael Crichton books. I just can't believe that."
The night bus. . . . went through Tsuyama. While the night bus had been AWESOME for me when I lived in Kuse, now it's really kinda bad cause it gets back to Okayama at 7:50. Which means I get on a train at 7:53, get back to Osafune at 8:17, and am late for work. So I had to cancel my ticket, and run around Shinjuku TWICE to get a refund. I am taking the shinkansen home tonight, bahhhhhh. I don't particularly care to (expensiiiiive), but there's nothing to be done, I fear. Oh well.
I am hoping that depite all of this, today will be a good day. We usually have fun at events, and this event was really fun last time, so here's to hoping it's fun again. rhole and I are really hopeful that it will be good times.
I gotta put on my skirt and my petti, so I shall be off.
Send your good vibes and prayers that despite everything, today and next week won't suck!