Chinese New Year
Yesterday I had a massage. For the first time. It was a bit odd, but felt very good. I really should get in better shape, so I wouldn't end up totally handicapped before 30... Yet even now I'm sitting here typing instead of doing crunches.
I also told sensei I'd miss Mondays class (because of the experiment involving electrodes and some German chick looking into my brain and seeing my dirty thoughts). She asked me if it was because of an interview. I got fidgety, partly out of embarrassment, because electrodes aren't as good a reason to skip an important class as a job interview would be. And I did think she meant a job interview, so I also got self-conscious from thinking what she must be implying by assuming I'm looking for a job. That I should be looking for one? I'm silly that way.
So I fidgeted and told her about the electrodes, apologizing for not having a more valid reason to be absent.
Only hours and hours afterwards it dawned on me that she had obviously assumed I would be having the interview for the Japanese Ministry of Education student transfer scholarship, and was probably going to wish me luck...
It's a program that I did think of applying, and let her know I was planning to do so. But it turns out I'm not eligible, as it's only for undergraduate students... So now she might be quite baffled as to why I haven't applied.
Again there are a lot of things I've neglected to mention, like my going to see Madama Butterfly at the opera for instance. I've only been to the opera twice before, and I still get somewhat baffle by how different it is from theater. But I've wanted to see Madama Butterfly for some time. It really didn't disappoint, neither in touching nor being rife with orientalist themes.
I didn't dress up, since even though I don't go to the opera very often, it still doesn't make it special enough to doll up. Some of the women-folk looked as if they'd spent quite a bundle on looking as if they only get let out of the house once a year... But then I realized that all the men were wearing suits. So, I guess when Turandot comes to town I will be dressing up for it.
And that's my segue. I got a very lovely dress-shirt, and bought some ties. The shirt was listed at 50 euros, but I got it at 10. It's wine-red and my size, so I guess there weren't people lining up to buy it. With a black tie it looks very good.
I suppose it's Chinese New Year. At this time I should think people would start expecting various things from the new year, but for my sign about every year seems pretty wretched. So I've chosen not to believe in the whole Chinese horoscopes thing. But happy Chinese New Year!
I also told sensei I'd miss Mondays class (because of the experiment involving electrodes and some German chick looking into my brain and seeing my dirty thoughts). She asked me if it was because of an interview. I got fidgety, partly out of embarrassment, because electrodes aren't as good a reason to skip an important class as a job interview would be. And I did think she meant a job interview, so I also got self-conscious from thinking what she must be implying by assuming I'm looking for a job. That I should be looking for one? I'm silly that way.
So I fidgeted and told her about the electrodes, apologizing for not having a more valid reason to be absent.
Only hours and hours afterwards it dawned on me that she had obviously assumed I would be having the interview for the Japanese Ministry of Education student transfer scholarship, and was probably going to wish me luck...
It's a program that I did think of applying, and let her know I was planning to do so. But it turns out I'm not eligible, as it's only for undergraduate students... So now she might be quite baffled as to why I haven't applied.
Again there are a lot of things I've neglected to mention, like my going to see Madama Butterfly at the opera for instance. I've only been to the opera twice before, and I still get somewhat baffle by how different it is from theater. But I've wanted to see Madama Butterfly for some time. It really didn't disappoint, neither in touching nor being rife with orientalist themes.
I didn't dress up, since even though I don't go to the opera very often, it still doesn't make it special enough to doll up. Some of the women-folk looked as if they'd spent quite a bundle on looking as if they only get let out of the house once a year... But then I realized that all the men were wearing suits. So, I guess when Turandot comes to town I will be dressing up for it.
And that's my segue. I got a very lovely dress-shirt, and bought some ties. The shirt was listed at 50 euros, but I got it at 10. It's wine-red and my size, so I guess there weren't people lining up to buy it. With a black tie it looks very good.
I suppose it's Chinese New Year. At this time I should think people would start expecting various things from the new year, but for my sign about every year seems pretty wretched. So I've chosen not to believe in the whole Chinese horoscopes thing. But happy Chinese New Year!