07.19.02
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With the exception of the bit about drugs, Jip's monolgue from Human Traffic perfectly sums up my feelings, not only about the weekend, but about summer vacation which blows it's way into Fukuma as of today!! I still need to show up for work at the town office, mind you, but since everyone knows we have very little to do, they usually let us go to the library next door to study. Of course, by "study" I mean "watch DVDs on my laptop." This break couldn't have come at a better time too. I'm so fed up with the JET Programme right now that I could really use a little break. I mean, I can perhaps understand that to do more than one or two team teaching lessons a week can after a while start to hold up the progress that the JTEs (Japanese Teachers of English) have to get done in a semester. After all, you have to do some boring grammar study before you can actually put it into practice (which is what my classes are usually centered around). But honestly, would it hurt to just have me in class to help out with little things, check the students work to make sure they're getting it, pronounce a phrase here and there,and I don't know just back up the JTEs a little?? Is that too much to ask to keep my from losing my mind from boredom? It's like they only see my job as being there to entertain the kids one class a week. Ridiculous. In other news, there's a new desktop up in it's respective section. Everyone loves desktop snaps!! I've also got Alex Chiu's site, which I refrenced earlier in the week, up in the Links section. I hesitated putting it up because I don't really want to promote anything this jackass might ever have to say, but Christ, I laugh so hard when reading this crap that I've got to share the joy. If you haven't checked it out yet, please do. Be sure to take a look at his predictions for the future once everyone becomes immortal thanks to his power rings. I also found his advice on how to become the Messiah and promote world peace to be most enlightening. And by "enlightening" I mean "these are statements so obvious that they shouldn't even be considered advice, much less be mentioned in the same sentence as the word 'messiah.'"
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07.17.02 | ||||||||
Today was a first. I have never before seen the sun completely blotted out by a typhoon. It was 9am and it was pitch-black outside. I mean it was the middle of the night. Talk about creepy. It cleared up within a half hour, but man, was that cool. I love riding my bike to school more than ever these days. :O Well, shit. Here I was all worried about dying someday and stuff, but it turns out that it was all for naught.
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07.15.02 | ||||||||
A neutron goes into a bar and asks the bartender, "How much for a beer?"The bartender replies, "For you, no charge." Hahahahahaha, nothing like starting the week with a science joke. BTW, I forgot to mention that all my Instant Messenger information is now on the About page, in the About Me section. Speaking of which, Kelly, I'm still waiting to hear which service you use - sort it out, girl!!
I cannot adequately describe how pleased I was to meet some Japanese Homiez the other day. I mean, these guys were so West-Side happy, that I actually have to spell homiez with a 'z'.
I take the initiative and, abandoning the usual greeting of 'hello', instead with tongue firmly in cheek bust out with 'Wassup.' They all just nodded back and said, "Owassup!" Excellent, they know the basics. Communication will be possible. They asked where I was from and I told them Oregon, which is right above California on the "nishi-kaigan"(west coast). They heard this and their ears perked up. "Oh, you are West Side?" and one of them proceeds to hold up the ubiquitous "W" hand-sign. Me and Fletcher's jaws dropped at how cool this was (Mihoko didn't get it 'cause she's Japanese and Garath didn't get it 'cause..... well, he's Welsh) and then started laughing our asses off and slapping high fives to the dudes.
Turns out this guy goes by the street-name of Yuki..... which is actually his real name, but we were standing in the street so I guess it's his street-name as well. You know...... word up and all that. Anyhow, he's a really nice guy who's source of street-cred seems to come from the fact that he lived in L.A. for a month. I asked him how many people he had to shoot while he was there, but he didn't seem to get the joke.
So he brings me over and I meet his homies who were all really nice actually, and then introduces me to some of his hood-rat girlfriends whom I failed to get a picture of, which is too bad because they were pretty hot despite the fact they were as dumb as milk cartons. As usual, the Japanese twist on things was an incredibly entertaining and fascinating experience. I mean, these guys, probably considered hardcore by Japanese standards, were totally cool to a complete stranger (though maybe I had some kind of weird street-cred for being a gaijin from the same country that most of their favorite music and clothes come from) and in no way took offense to me and my friends checking out they way they spend their Saturday nights. If I tried talking to 'homiez' back home, in all likelihood I'd get the proverbial (and probably literal) cap in my azz.
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