Monday, January 26, 2009

January 26

It was a school day today. I woke up and had my breakfast, but okaasan made my poached egg particularly runny, so I asked if I could cook it longer, but it ended up exploding in the microwave (somehow, even after I had made the yolk run using a spoon), so okaasan made me a scrambled egg instead.

In Japanese, we had a short test (which I think I aced, we’ll see). Afterward, I had calligraphy. It was particularly trying today because it was so warm in the room, the desks were small, and I couldn’t get my brush to act the way I wanted it to. Directly after shoudo was history. Again, the professor wasn’t bad, (as I have heard) but he was weird as always. He tried to make jokes that just came short and he would stare you (me) down during the lecture. He also could not stop thinking I was from Canada. The professor has very strange mannerisms, but the class was alright and we actually finished early (yay!).

The train ride home was amazing; I didn’t have to wait long for either of my trains and I got the Toyotashi-bound Tsurumai line on my first try (no second transfer necessary). I saw a really cool jacket (made for and worn by a guy, grr) on the train; it was black with zippers at the cuffs, buckles at the collar and fur on the inside of the collar. I really want one.

I had more homework to do than I thought (though it’s not due for a few days) and before I knew it, it was time for dinner (and I had made okaasan and otousan wait). I felt very bad, but I resolved to put an alarm on my phone so it wouldn’t happen again. Okaasan made quiche for dinner with salmon (and no cheese because she thinks my dislike for cheese is really strong) in it. It was delicious (and apparently is also breakfast). For dessert we had strawberries and ice cream.

I’m beginning to find my day strictly scheduled among meeting the chikatetsu, getting all my work done, and fitting into my host family’s schedule. I’m worried my writing will have to take a back seat and also that it will be in my best interest to tell my foreign correspondent partner (an elementary school teacher in the States) that I will not be able to correspond...

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