CAUTION
PLEASE
Just download it, watch it, and give me someone to bloody talk to about it!
First here's a snippet to whet the appetite -
And this one's even better. In fact, if you only watch one of these three, make it this next one - from start to finish...
Plus the OP by my guys SID is awesome!
Do yourselves a favour and watch it pleeeeeeeaaaaasssse!! I introduced you to Robin Hobb, didn't I? YOU OWE ME!
- The Mood:
raving
In other news, my holiday back home in England was wonderful although I wound up being sick for most of it. I caught a cold on the second day which I'd mostly gotten over halfway through the holiday when I caught what I feel justified in calling the flu which I've never had before. I'm not one of those people who exaggerates a headache as a migraine or a splinter as a gaping wound so you can trust me here. I was rather ill. Particularly when I flew back to Japan. I though my eardrums were going to explode when we landed for the chang-over in Paris. Because of the sinus congestion my ears popped continuously because I couldn't swallow with a blocked nose without popping my ears and usually swallowing is how I deal with ear-poppage due to landing landing. I was beside myself it was so frightening. I seriouly thought I could feel my eardrums tearing. *Shudder*
Paris airport was covered in snow so many flights had been delayed which meant a huge queue at the Air France desk where I needed to get my new boarding pass. My previous plane had been an hour late which left me an hour to get my boarding pass but after waiting in the queue for half an hour during which time no-one moved forward (honestly) I started to panis and moved to the staff exit beside the desk area hoping to catch someone. Ten minutes later the board (which said my flight was on time) flashed to say my flight was boarding. I'd already seen a fight errupt in the queue when someone tried to push in so I ran to the security entrance to the departure gates and spoke to the guard there. He told me to queue, I told him if I queued I'd miss my flight, he told me 'Not my problem' which is pretty much why I hate the fucking French and I don't care who flames me 'cause they can fuck off too. I went back to the queue for another ten minutes when the board suddenly said my flight was departing at which point I started crying because I'd already been travellling for 9 hours including the train from Plymouth and the 4 hours I would up waiting at Bristol airport, plus the thing with my ears had left me unable to hear in one ear and my voice was going. In the end I did push in front of a woman who had been being seen to since I joined the queue in the very first place (50 minutes ago) . I apologised to the lady I'd pushed in front of and basically bawled my story (in English) to the guy behind the desk. I don't know how much he understood but he took the piece of paper I had detailing my flight and started typing frantically then tried phoning someone, then disappeared for over five minutes when no-one answered. It was the longest five minutes of my life. Obviously I wanted to get the travelling over with but add to that the fact I was ill, wanted to see my boyfriend at last in Japan, and was supposed to be checking into a hotel soon after arriving, I was beside myself. Plus there was no way I could afford a new ticket even if the airline might later refund me. I didn't even have temporary money.
Eventually the man came back and started calling for other passengers going to Nagoya, of which there were none. He escorted me back to the same asshole guard and I was scanned through. When I got to my gate I found that there were still plenty of people left to board. When I boarded I had to tell the person checking me in to key in the number on my pass because otherwise my bags would not be loaded on the plane. I asked how I would know for sure they made it on at this late hour and the man said I wouldn't know until I arrived in Japan which I accepted at the time, then found the first Japanese person I could on the flight and asked them about it. Since the Japanese are, unlike th French, all about customer service, the air hostess found a member of the ground crew who then located my bags and confirmed they'd made it onboard. I then settled in for the most uncomfortable flight of my life with everyone around me pretty much treating me like a leper and donning face masks. I was soooo glad when we landed, and with much less ear-poppage too.
I had what seemed like an endless train ride to the hotel in Nagoya city during which time I had to sit on the floor because I thought I was going to pass out. I had thought about getting a taxi (which would have cost about the equivalent of 60 quid) but in the end it wasn't the exorbitant amount of money that stopped me, but the fact I found the train before I found the taxi rank. Otherwise I would have handed that money over and considered it well spent - and that coming from someone who usually balks at paying a fiver when walking is free!
Anyway, I got to the hotel, checked in, had a bath, spoke to Alex during his stopover in Tokyo (he arrived back from Boston on the same day as me but 7 hours later), then I had a short nap. I was already feeling much more human and my excitement carried me through the reunion with Alex in good form before I started feeling crap again around midnight. Now, almost two weeks after my return, I think it's fair to say my flu has subsided to a terrible cold. I no longer have the terrible body aches or headaches or earraches, for which I'm very grateful. I did have to take the first 4 days off school though. I missed the Friday, went for two lessons on the Monday morning, then went home and stayed there until Thursday. Now I just can't seem to shift the cold.
However, I do feel very happy to be back wrapping up my time in Okazaki and able to see Alex again whenever I want to. Our new apartment in Gifu is signed and sealed, Alex is sorting the gas, water and electric today, then we'll be shopping for appliances which will be fun. I'm also starting to look for a job although I need to figure out how to do a Japanese CV first. At least I now have a mobile phone which is pretty vital to the process.
And that's pretty much it. I made a mean spagetti bolognese the other day, the leftovers of which are currently reheating. During the peak of my illness there was a five-day period where I ate about 5 mouthfuls in total so I lost any weight I might have gained over Christmas plus a little extra but now I'm eating almost normally again. Hurrah!
- The Mood:
hungry - The Music:Miss Independent by Ne-Yo
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
We're having a quiet one here in Plymouth but however the rest of you are greeting 2009 I hope you have a ball.
- The Setting:Plymouth, UK
- The Mood:
missing Alex
Yes, I am home at last. It all came quite quickly in the end. One minute I was counting the days until I left Japan and the next I was on the plane. I arrived on Thrusday and since then I've been run off my feet. Friday took be to town and my beloved Ted Baker. Yesterday I did a round-trip to Bath to seem some Uni friends who were travelling down from Oxford and London. Today was spend visiting family and eventually just sitting and catching up on some emails. It seems I've managed to catch a cold the second I come home after having been as healthy as a horse during all my time in Japan.
Tomorrow I'll be Christmas shopping (yikes) then on Tuesday there's more shopping followed by the movies with
Other than that my time should be taken up mostly with eating my way through my food list. of which I've already managed to cross off quite a few items. I can feel the pounds piling on already :o)
Speaking of which, I think the time may have come to cross of Number 17: Smokey bacon crisps...
- The Setting:Blighty!
- The Mood:
jet-lagged
I'm still not sure what I'm going to be doing next term (i.e. my final term). If I'm allowed up to A Class I'll stay and do that, if not there's no point staying and wasting money repeating a term I already understand the necessary 文法、言葉 and 漢字. And don't ask why I felt the need to put that in Japanese as it was entirely unnecessary. It's just that every time I write these posts in English one of the many voices in my head reminds me that I should be doing them in Japanese - which I can do perfectly well now...it's just...well, forgive me for saying it since I've been studying another language in another country for 18 months but, ENGLISH IS SOOOOO WONDERFUL! Aside from the food I intend to consume when I get home, vying for equal precedence is my need to burst into Waterstones, launch myself upon a random table of best-sellers, and make a book angel. Pardon my language but I have to be savage to convey the depth of my need to - sorry again - rape Waterstones. Not the books themselves, mind you. Those I will make love to tenderly. But Waterstones...Waterstones is going down...
Ahem.
Anywho...
On the subject of books, some of you may have noticed I've been lacking a little direction of late, say, oh about the last 18 months or so? My writing ceased as soon as I started studying Japanese. I feel like the constant memorization of facts pretty much locked the creative part of my brain in a stranglehold. A similar thing happened when Dad died so I'm hoping that after Yamasa, if I stick with it and build my writing stamina back up again, I should be able to revive the aspiring author in me once more. In fact, with the end of Yamasa in sight, I can already feel her shrugging off the coils. I just have to hold off for a few more weeks because I have the feeling that if I let her out now, after 18 months of creative draught, I won't get any of the studying I need to get done in favour of writing about anything and everything that strikes me as being nonsensical and thus preferable to the grey reality of recent months.
Where was I?
So. Many of you will also be aware that I've yet to stop being a student and I'm 24 already so I'd like to at least appear to have grown up some day soon. Had I stayed in England I would have tried (whatever my success may have been) to enter into publishing. Now that my foreseeable future is grounded in Japan, I've had to rethink things somewhat. Realistically, since I loathe the Japanese workplace, any work I do here will be teaching English or the oh-so-appealing manual translation. Also, if I can find Japan based English language publisher, magazine or newspaper willing to take me on, I certainly won't say no. However, since none of these are my dream job, I intend to keep my soul alive by writing and taking up a craft.
My dad was a carpenter who could literally make anything he set his mind to using tools, materials and his own two hands. And that's the crux of it, after SATs, GCSEs, A-Levels, Bachelors, Masters, and now pre-advanced Japanese, I think I'm through relying solely on my head (and what a dangerous that is concept anyway O_o) Next I want to learn to employ my hands. My days in the Yamasa classrooms have been some of the most sedentary days of my life. I even took up bloody weight-lifting a year ago to combat it! Not that I regret that since I love it, but still...
As soon as I got to Japan, the goal I'd been planning throughout my Masters degree just as I'd planned my Masters during my Bachelors and my Bachelors during my A-Levels, I stopped having anything to plan. My goals just disappeared. Part of that is undoubtedly because I met Alex - role your eyes all you please but everyone gets to be a fool in love once. About a month ago, though, I decided what I want to do, which is actually something I've wanted to do since I was little. I want to learn to make books. It isn't just reading them or writing them I love, it's absolutely everything about them. I thought perhaps I would learn wood-turning one day and the idea certainly does still appeal, but the one that predates it is hand bookbinding.
All this will involve another trip back to England after Christmas - sooner rather than later depending on next terms status. But as I said, things are very unsettled here right now so I don't know what's going to happen exactly. At least I have something to think about until I've tried my hand at it in the flesh and discovered whether it really is for me or not.
Btw, I know mentioned weight lifting but don't expect me to be bursting out my clothes like Hulk when you see me. I was very careful to avoid that, I promise. It's purely for health and enjoyment, not so I can enter the UFC or ground and pound anyone in my way once I get to Waterstones...
- The Mood:
creative - The Music:'I'm Your Man' By Michael Buble
My English lessons on Friday both wound up being about the origins of the Cornish pasty which is testament to my current preoccupation. Who knows, next week could be about Thorntons toffee...
*Drool*
So, I had my first real tests of the term on Friday which went neither too badly or too well. Thankfully I've reached the state where I just don't care. After literally working myself ragged last term to keep passing the bar which they raised twice having already taken our money, I still wound up having to beg my way through to the next level. Since nothing I do apparently matters, Yamasa can fuck the hell off.
With that early resolution, life has gotten a little more bearable here in grey old Okazaki. I'm reconnecting with anime and manga - namely anime though as I'm watching Vampire Knight Guilty and Kuroshitsuji. As for manga, I've finally started investing in the native language editions but sadly I don't find them as pretty as the Tokyopop translations. Still, Fruits Basket is Fruits basket whatever the language. Plus I'm reading this full colour manga about a lost kitten called Chii and a beautiful hardback compilation of Chibi Marco-chan stories. Neither are very ambitious I grant you, but I hate having to read with a dictionary permanently on hand.
In other news, is anyone watching the HBO series, True Blood? I'm loving it! What is it about vampires? Plus I have Top Gear, Crusoe, Merlin, Family Guy, South Park, The Simpsons, Vampire Knight Guilty, Kuroshitsuji, Boston Legal and Bones every week which means, at long bloody last, SOMETHING NEW TO WATCH!! I've watched everything else I have so many times I'm surprised I can't see through the disks yet.
Anyway, I'm off. My hands are too cold to type anymore. (Yay Winter!)
Ja ne!
- The Mood:
cold - The Music:Misses Glass by Leona Lewis
Since I've only had 2 days off in the 19 months since I started at Yamasa, I've decided to skip the last Thursday and Friday of school this term since they're never very instructive and involve more games than learning. That means I'll be flying to England in the morning on Thursday 18th December and arriving in Bristol that same Thursday in the afternoon since I'll be flyiing back in time. Christmas and Easter sees the longest Yamasa holidays (both usually 20 days long), and given that I'm skiving those extra days, I'll be staying in Plymouth for just over 2 weeks, leaving in the morning on Tuesday 6th January.
I am soooooooooo excited. I can't wait to sit on a soft sofa and watch English TV, and go to the cinema and eat sweet popcorn. Apart from my trip to Boston I haven't enjoyed a sofa since I can to Japan, plus neither Japan or America do sweet popcorn O_o My boyfriend has never even tasted it! Sadly he'll have to wait until next time since he's off back to Boston to be with his family this time around. He's Jewish so perhaps the level of festive celebrating I have in mind scared him off ;o)
Can I book you for some cinema trips,
Meanwhile, B Class has settled into a pattern. It's not a pattern I'm very happy with but then Yamasa has been falling short in pretty much every area for the last few months so I'm at last ceasing to be surprised. Yesterday the whole school did the mock Japanese Language Profieciency Test - 1 is the highest level and 4 is the lowest. Everyone in my class except me is taking level 2 for real in December this year (the Asian students are taking level 1) so I'm stuck doing the preparation work for level 2 as if I were really taking it. Anyway, I passed the mock exam yesterday which was rather gratifying. It uses real past JLPT exam questions so it was a decent gauge of progression which these days is owed more to my own study than the senseis' teaching. Sadly it was only a mock so no nice certificate for me :o(
So, despite the fact that Yamasa continues to suck, I'm feeling rather happy. The first big tests of term (that count) are next Friday so be pepared for my mood to change.
Bye for now!
- The Mood:
lazy - The Music:'Everything' by Michael Buble
So, today was the first day of B Class and my second stint as 'Sensei'. First let's address the one that didn't suck; the teaching.
Actually, while the teaching was once again surpirisngly enjoyable, what's really worth mentioning is an encounter I had on the way to the lesson. I'd just left school and was passing きつつき (which means woodpecker and refers to the
Needless to say, I haven't decided whether to contact this lady yet. On the one hand I could use the money, on the other I kind of like going through 暮らしの学校 for my students. Plus I'm not so sure about teaching kids... Or where we'd conduct the lessons... I definitely don't want to go to a stranger's house.
I'll think about it.
As for the real reason for this post - I started B Class today (all the way from Q Class!). The first day of term is usually a 'getting to know your fellow classmates' kind of affair, but today, apart from the first lesson, we swapped all the lengthy introductions, explanations, and personal mission statements..............................
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Clearly it just wouldn't do for us to start the term with a shred of confidence. Nope. Let's nip that in the bud sharpish. Plus it's all in preparation for the 能力試験 (Japanese Language Proficiency test not held by Yamasa) which I'm not even taking!
UGH.
The fact is, though, I probably would have preferred the testing to the ritual time-wasting crap we usually have to put up with, except that I totally screwed up on the Writing test. I didn't realise that when some of the people in my class dissappeared for break, that they weren't intending to come back. Instead they were heading to a diffferent classroom since the class is split into two groups of people planning to take 能力試験2級 or 能力試験1級 (Level 1 is the highest you can go which limits it to either Asian students who know kanji, or uber Westerners who've been studying it for quite a long time). Anyway, once I realised I was with all the 1級 student, I halled ass downstairs to join the Westerners taking 2級. By then I'd already missed the explanation on how to fill out the answer sheet which I found out I'd done wrong when I handed it in . Not that it would have made a difference since I took too long on the reading section which left me with no time to answer the far more simple grammar stuff which I could have answered most of correctly. It's my own fault. I should have left the reading for last, but I thought the whole test was reading since the first 6-odd pages of the booklet we had was exactly that. Why didn't I think to check further?!?!
Basically it was not a good start to the term, especially considering they made me beg on my damn knees to get into this class in the first place. Speaking of which, there are a couple of people in the class who may actually have less ability than I do (in some areas at least). I hope they had to beg too.
Only 4 people made it through to A Class which leaves a few people repeating B Class - I'll have to battle to get some answers in before they do since they've already studied it all. Our class totals 13 people which is large considering the maximum at Yamasa is 15. We also have a very small classroom and no apparent way to arrange the desks so that more than half of us can see the board. I hope that gets sorted soon... It's bad enough having horrid chairs and evil desks you can't cross your legs under without missing half the teacher's instruction too.
Sorry for all the complaining. I'll try for something nicer next post. Please just trust that I'm not making this stuff up or exaggerating in any way. I tell it as it is...unfortunately...
Oh, and one more gripe, the cold weather went away!
- The Mood:
craving doughnuts or chocolate
Sensei? Me?
Hey folks. It's time for a new layout. I thought I might be more inclined to visit if the scenery were a little different.
Today I taught my first English lesson and found myself being called 'Sensei' for the frist time. In Japan sensei is applied not only to teachers, but to doctors, lawyers, novelists, musicians, artists e.t.c - basically to people who has acheived a level of mastery in their profession. I always hoped to be called sensei in relation to my writing one day but I'll admit, I never saw myself as an an actual sensei sensei. Very bizarre. Having said that, I did toy with the idea of taking a TEFL course before I came here (even just one of the shorter ones) in case this situation arose. Now that it has, I can certainly see how such a qualification would have been advantageous but I think I fared fairly well today none-the-less. Luckily my new student knows the basics at least.
In other news, the weather has taken a wonderful turn for the chilly recently. Actually it was as if someone flicked a switch on Wednesday last week. Just like that I stopped using the air conditioner, stuck my duvet back in the sheet I'd been sleeping under, and even had the heating on low for a brief period. My room which feels like a cell in the Summer feels almost cosy in the Winter so this change is more than welcome. On the other hand the colder it gets the better I sleep and the harder it is the leave my bed in the morning.
Oops. That wasn't meant to be quite such a long rant. Aside from the restlessness, I'm actually feeling fairly chipper today.
Lots of people have just moved out of Hane (the dorm building I live in) so I'm awaiting an influx of new faces in the next couple of days. My friend Mia from the first term got one of the rooms downstairs so I can't wait for her to arrive from Israel. I've been lacking an onsen buddy for some time now :o)
- The Mood:
wondering what to do...
First things first: I passed. I'm going through to the next class. I spent all weekend fearing I'd failed my final tests (especially the Listening) but actually I did fine; 88.6% on the Written, 80% on the Listening (which a lot of people failed), and 91.3% on the Speaking - all above the average.
It used to be that the pass grade was 70% for all three areas which meant that, apart from the odd tricky listening test, you were fairly likely to pass. After the first tests this term, however, we were told we had to get over 80% in the Writing, which seemed fair enough given the level we're now at. Then, apparently for this second round of tests, we were supposed to get over 85% on the Written which we once again learned after the event. Basically Yamasa seems to be making it all up as they go along and some people are having to repeat this term who possibly shouldn't, and more would be repaeating if they weren't leaving this term. Others got through by the skin of their teeth. Like me.
Although I passed their tests and was joint best with one other guy (who minored in Japanese at college for 3 years before coming to Yamasa) at all the essays, in the end I had to beg to go through to the next level because I failed the 実力テスト. This is the competency test every Yamasa student has to do once a term for Yamasa's own records so that they can gauge our progress. There's one for the first 4 terms and another for the last four terms. Basically, if you're in the bottom class when you do the first one for the first term, you won't know the answers to most of the questions asked because you haven't studied the gramar yet. What it does mean is that you can guess (however wildly) and a right answer counts as a right answer whether you had any reasoning or not.
Anyway, since I've now been at Yamasa for a year and a half, I did the second test for the second time and was told I had to get over 70% to pass it unlike last time when the pass rate was 50%. Now, these pass rates are based on previous averages so if the previous class the average was taken from is compased of people who know kanji and/or have studied Japanese before coming to Yamasa, that average is bound to be high. Long story short, I only got a 63% on that test.
My head sensei for this term was Aya sensei who was firmly on my side and believed I should go through to B Class. She gave me my results on Monday and we were both very pleased since we didn't see any problem with me advancing. We had a meeting at the end of that day to discuss everything and we parted with her saying she would email me the verdict once she had spoken to what sounded like a board of teachers who say whether you can advance of now but is namely one man - Yokozawa sensei. It was a very positive meeting and I went away quietly confident that I was going up and Aya sensei seemed so too.
Imagine my surprise then when I got Aya sensei's email later that night and it said very apologetically, that the teachers were worried and she couldn't yet say whether I was going up or not but that we would need to have yet another meeting on Tuesday. Since I've always been bettter at writing than speaking I sent an email stating my case. The next day we had our meeting where I pulled out all the evidence of my study (vaste notes and mountainous flash cards) so that Aya-sensei would have more in her arsenal to once again argue my case. She already knows I work blooody hard which is why she was so willing to battle on my behalf. She then asked me if she could show Yokozawa sensei my email from last night and if I would write another one after this second meeting, which I did. At long last, I found out after school on Wednesday, that I was being allowed to go up. I still don't know about a few other people who we being similarly scaremongered based on this one competency test we were always told was not important but rather, simply for Yamasa's own benifit. They even told us every single term that we didn't need to bother preparing for it when now it seems we should have been teaching ourselves grammar we've yet to cover in class in preparation.
As for my sending emails to plead my case, it seems to have started a trend. Now other people in danger of not going up are being asked to write similar emails >_<
I'm telling you, it was one trying week. If I hadn't gone up I would have just gone home which would have been a lot earlier than I'd planned. Plus Yamasa would have been pretty much stealing my money. I'm so glad I'm going to be out of there soon. They are going down the pan fast and I'm not the only one noticing it.
Anyway, sorry for the dry post. I just wanted to get this crap written down while I remembered it. I'll be reviewing Yamasa properly once I leave. Hopefully they'll get their act togetehr before then. I won't hold my breath though.
- The Mood:
indescribable
Uh...hey... It's been a while...
How is everyone?
I think the last time I posted was about 6 months ago so it'd be futile to attempt a round up of everything that's happened in that time. I'll stick with the important stuff. I'm in C Class now, halfway through the pre-advanced New Approach textbook - otherwise knows as HAHAHAHAHAHA! Thought You Could Learn Japanese? Think Again! If The Ring had been a book rather than a film, it would probably be this book.
Actually there's only one week left of C Class. I had my final tests on Friday. I definitely bombed the listening and now that the pass grade for the writing test has changed I'm convinced they're going to want me to repeat this term. Which I won't be doing since I understand all the grammar, I just don't happen to understand every single kanji like my Asian class mates. Plus I'm the second best in the class at writing essays and that ought to count for something.
Anyway, enough of that. Too depressing by far.
So I've got a two week holiday coming up but nothing planned for it except sleeping and hopefully preparing myself for B Class. My friend Mia who I met in the first term is coming back to study here again for another 6 months so it would be a shame to have to go home now. I was planning to actually see some of Japan this next term after having lived here for almost 18 months! Better late than never.
The huge earthquake some psychic was adamant was going to hit this area last weekend never came, although we had a typhoon yesterday which was nothing compared to 3 weeks ago when we had the 7th or 8th highest amount of rainfall in one night since records began and the whole place flooded. I'd heard of school snow days but never rain days! It was pretty intense. The thunder shook the ground so much that it easily surpassed the worst earthquake I've experienced here - granted they've all been pretty weak so far.
I'm due to start teaching English in a week's time. I can't believe I managed to go this long without a job quite frankly. I have to say though, I never dreamed I'd wind up teaching. This could be my briefest work position ever.
I've promised my mum I'll come to England for Xmas so she's booked tickets over from Spain and it should be quite a busy family affair this year. By then it will have been 22 months since I've seen her and we'll be spending most of our time in the kitchen since I've already started making my list of things I want to eat, including sausages, Mr Brain's faggots, lasagna, pasties, fish and chips with curry sauce, roast pork with crackling, roast lamb with Yorkshire puddings, brown bread, Granny Smith apples, Frosted Shreddies, Rice Crispies, lemon meringue pie, fresh cream eclairs, a pink iced finger, crumpets with utterly butterly, cheese cake, a Kinder Bueno, Galaxy Caramel, Malteasers, Sour Squirms, sweet popcorn, smokey bacon crisps....
....I may have to book 2 seats for the flight back....
Oh! And I need some of that natural fruity liquorice and original flapjacks from Holland and Barrett. And pistachio nuts. And dry roasted nuts....
I'm hungry. I'm going to go get some tea.
Sorry it took me so long but I'll try to do better with the updating from now on, I promise!
It's pretty embarrassing really since I thought it was some huge pipe issue that would require me to vacate the premises and what-not, when all Uchida-san did was turn two things underneath my sink - i.e. two very obvious knobs I'd failed to notice and eureka! I have water. He says the cleaning crew before I moved in must have turned them off. Ahem.
I turn 24 tomorrow so I figure this is an early birthday present, although not as early as the one two months ago which was a bunch of DVDs care-packaged from home. Oh how glad I am that my babies play on Japanese DVD players. Region 2, I salute you.
So, yeah, a lot's happened since my last post which was....Jesus, snow day? I have to update more!
I finished my 4th term and first year at Yamasa three weeks ago. It was a killer. Took me a while to get to grips with the first (blue) New Approach text book and now that I finally have the teachers are filling my head with horror stories about the next (pink) one! C'est la vie.
There are still some sakura blossoms on the trees but it looks sadly like I missed the peak of it once more by not being in the country. This time I was in Boston staying with my boyfriend's family for two weeks - pretty much eating until I popped, shopping until I dropped, and then repeating the delicious cycle. I love Japanese food but I hate clothes shopping here. The sales staff can be very overly attentive to the point where they wind up chasing me out of the store. Who knows? Maybe it's intentional...
Managed to get my Visa extension, Alien registration card renewal, re-entry permit and work permit sorted without too much hassle prior to the holiday. It was touch and go though since we left it late not knowing it would take two weeks to get the Visa sorted. Serves us right.
Happily everything worked out well and we got the holiday we were quite literally counting the day for during the whole of last term. I finally feel ready for another round of Japanese, although I'm sure I'll regret saying that. At least this term and next, unlike the previous two terms, have a very short holiday to break up the three months. Otherwise it can get ugly. We haven't figured out what we're doing for Golden Week this year but I think a little sight-seeing is in order now that the good wheather has come and the evil cicades and coakroaches are still absent. Seems the mosquitoes and daddy-long-legs are already starting to surface though - meaning that I've seen one of each which is more than enough for me.
Last term included the yearly speech contest (note how I seamlessly follow insect coverage with this conveying so eloquently the regard with which I hold ritual humilation in front of an audience) wherebye everyone from every class wrote a speach somehow related, however tenuously, to themselves and Japan. The winner from each class had to give their speach at some kind of public assembly hall in Okazaki where random people were invited to watch, as well as everyone from the school - students and staff. I came a very happy, very relieved second place during the class election process. Amen.
So, this term I was looking forward to a real shake-up of students in my class. However, despite the April intake being Yamasa's highest, of the fourteen people in my class, only one is new. In fact the most surprising member is my boyfriend since until now we've been put in seperate classes so we don't, I don't know, make kissy faces at eachother across the room(?)
Oh! Finally finally FINALLY, after lusting after one for ages, bought myself a DS Lite on Friday, along with New Super Mario Bros. My life is sooooo complete now. I don't care how fancy they get with their graphics, nothing will ever make me happier than collecting coins and head-butting bricks.
The only other vitally important thing I must mention is that I watched Jumper while on holiday. Please, learn from my mistake - SAVE YOURSEEEEELVES!
P.S. To saintwolf203 who asked me about funding study at Yamasa: I wasn't able to reply directly to you or messsage you because of the pirvacy options you've enabled on your LJ account. The short version is - I wasn't able to find any UK charitable organisations or grants no matter how hard I looked before coming to Japan.
- The Setting:Okazaki
- The Mood:
gooey
It's no secret to anyone that I dislike Okazaki with the fire of a thousand suns which is why yesterday was such a welcome change. It seems even grey old Okazaki can't fail to look lovely with a dusting of snow -
These were taken at the man-made lake within 1 minute walking distance of my student residence. I often go there to walk around in circles and clear my head. The beautiful leaning tree featured in 4 of the 5 photos is the Bat Tree I've mentioned before ;o) No matter how much of Japan I see hereafter this tree will always be my absolute favourite.
Sadly it didn't last long; from very early morning to late afternoon. Since then it's just been melting steadily away. Ah well. 'All good things' and all that jazz....
- The Mood:
thankful
EDIT: Since writing the above it's been brought to my attention that this is true of more countries than just Japan. This is absolutely correct and in fact I know so better than the person who told me. I lived and travelled at sea for long enough to witness the fishing practices in numerous ports along the European coast, the most memorable of which was Morocco. After each catch the fishermen brought in my family and I had to vacate the decks because of the swarm of seagulls that would come to eat the dead and undersized fish the fishermen had accidentally caught with their nets and couldn't sell because of the size restrictions. The surface of the water became carpeted with them as they were belatedly thrown back. Alternatively, and on a slight side note, I remember seeing people diving for starfish off a mooring wall in Portugal. The starfish were brought up and left to dry on the wall - I don't know whether as souvenirs or what. My point is, the suffering of sea-life is seen as less than that of a dog, or cat. or just about any furred animal.
No, I haven't seen the fishing practices of Japan first hand, only the innumerable shows they broadcast on the subject and the waste evident in many supermarkets. Only a couple of months ago I was watching a documentary about the prepared food counter (mostly sushi) in a certain supermarket whereby because the food spoiling times had to be so exact, twice or possibly three times a day it was disposed of in wheelie bin fulls. Perhaps if I came from a bigger country than England, which is dwarfed by the main island of Honshu alone, the waste would be less striking simple because fish counters in England are less prominant. Even so, I'm sure there's a lot of waste there too. I remember my first part-time job in a bakery when I was 15 and how we threw away bin bags full of left-over cakes at the end of each day. It seemed tragically wasteful then and would have felt even more so if the stuff being disposed of had come from a living creature. I love meat. I love fish. I hate throwing either away.
What's worse, here in Japan (particularly at ryokans), they bring you a bowl of tiny dead fish to garnish certain meals with. Baby fish! They didn't even have the chance to grow up and spawn. Where's the sense in that? Plus each time I go to たかしまや I pass a veritable bucket full of infant shrimp. I don't get it. How can you justify eating anything before it can contribute to it's own population?
EDIT: Again, in the interest in fairness, let's not forget caviar (although I did when I wrote this). Caviar is eaten everywhere, although not by me (along with foie gras), and that's basically fish roe (or eggs), no better or worse than the baby fish or shrimps the Japanese serve.
It just strikes me every time, that a people like the Japanese who are so devoted to their pets (although I hate their pet shops), see nothing wrong with letting a fish die slowly when they have the option of just knocking it out or beheading it with one strike.
Last year my boyfriend took me to a very nice restaurant where our food was prepared in front of us, which would have been fine...except that our lobster was alive and staring at us as it roasted less than a foot away from our plates. It also looked like the shrimps were trying to walk only their legs were sticking to the hot plate.
I've heard the argument; the fresher the fish the better the taste. Well I for one could cope with eating a fish that had been dead for a few seconds before serving. It's such a no-brainer.
Ugh. Now that I've got that off my chest, I sort of want to go back to the pet topic. Who told Japanese women that any dog smaller than a Shiba Inu needs to be carried? It doesn't matter how small the dog is, it has 4 legs - let it use them! I know sometimes in other countries a small dog is considered a fashion accessory and therefore carried as such (!!!!!!!), but from what I've witnessed here, a lot of women in particular seem to think a dog is incapable of walking unaided simply because it is small. I was walking behind a family the other and I watched as their pet Dachshund was passed from one member to the other as each persons arms became tired. I never saw that Dachshund with it's feet on the ground, although it wasn't much smalled than the smallest child who took a turn carrying it. No it did not have one leg missing or in plaster, and no the family was not walking at a pace it could not have kept up with. I should know because I was stuck behind them. Also, they sell dog prams here. Granted not many people use them, but the fact that any one does confounds me... Unless the dog is injured...in which case why does the pram need to be so elaborately bedecked with bows and ruffles and lace...?
I don't get it. And it's hurting my head to try. I'll leave that to significantly more intelligent people.
じゃね。
- The Setting:The Land Where Whaling Is *Legal*
- The Mood:
irate
And we're off! Today was the start of my 4th term at Yamasa and having gone from 'Q Class' to 'M Class' to 'K Class' and finally, to 'J Class'. Almost all of the people I've been learning with up until now will be leaving after these next three months so it will be interesting to see how the lack of pressure to pass or excel effects their work ethic. I know I'm going to up my game a little but then that's the same every term.
My new classroom is on the 1st floor (as apposed to the 3rd) which is much more convenient. I'll definitely stand more chance of getting one of the kitsutsuki bentos before they sell out now. Fingers crossed I can get my sleeping pattern back on track now school has started again. For the last 5 days I haven't been able to sleep before 5am and last night was one of those ones where I'm not 100% sure I slept at all. At least I've had the benefit of sleeping in for the latter half of the blessed 20 day holiday.
It's a good thing it was 20 days too because the first week was rather disastrous. We went to the hot spring ryokan I've been rabbiting on about and while my boyfriend fell violently ill on the morning of the 2nd full day (Boxing Day) I fell ill with the same thing very early on the 3rd. So that cancelled out those two days. We attempted a day trip to Gifu on the 4th day but had the worst luck imaginable and still weren't really well enough to cope with it. We came home to miserable Okazaki a day and night early in a fairly depressed state which we didn't really get over until New Year's Eve when we braved the rabid mob in Takashimaya to buy the ingredients for a good old fashioned roast chicken dinner which turned out beautifully, although my attempt at Mum's gravy was somewhat fraught.
We almost missed the actual turning of the New Year though. We were watching Hidalgo - me replete with good food and my boyfriend merry on French wine - when he suddenly said 'Hey what time is it?' The last time I checked it had been 11:40. I checked then and found it was 30 seconds to midnight going by his clock so he quickly went to fetch the mini-champagne bottle while I turned on the TV to see if there was some kind of countdown (no Big Ben for me :o( The moment I turned the TV on I realised the clock had been a few seconds slow since everyone on the screen was already hugging eachother and tinsle was falling and what-not. So I grabbed the boyfriend, stole a kiss, cheered, and forced down the obligitary two sips of comemorative alcohol. It was good fun.
Shame about the holiday though. It really did put a dampner on things for a while. Happily I've discovered that the next school holiday is another long one and since we're planning to spend that in Boston (with a shopping trip to New York thrown in) hopefully I'll get my lovely holiday then. Minus the chronic vomiting and crippling back pains.
- The Setting:Okazaki, Japan
- The Mood:
chipper
The subject of this post is a bit premature because the end of term isn't until tomorrow, but today saw the last tests of the term so that marks the end in my book. As I type this I feel somewhat outside my own body owing to the fact I have slept only 12 hours in the past three days (and that's if I round it up!) I've been seriously stressed about these tests, what with them being the first to cover the New Approach grammar. As a result of my hard work I think today went okay, apart from the Listening test which I didn't exactly bomb but could be accused of terrorising.
It's the same at the end of every term; I start worrying that I won't get high enough grades to pass and I'll have to repeat. I've already told myself that repeating is NOT an option. Unless I genuinely don't understand over 40% of the content I would rather quit Yamasa than repeat a term. As it is, this term has been tough but do-able. As usual I know a little distance and relaxation will allow the jumble of new info to settle in my head. I only ever truely grasp the grammar of one term when I'm safely ensconsed in the next. It just takes a while to sink in fully.
Tomorrow is another of those pointless end of term days where we waste time prior to collecting our results and going to watch the speeches of people who are leaving. I'd like to say I'm sure I did fairly well today and thus will pass, but each time I think I've done well I find I did crap, and vice versa, so I'll keep my mouth shut and my fingers crossed until tomorrow.
In the meantime I'm going to start preparing my list of prep. and packing for my Christmas holiday in Gifu. This is where we'll be staying - http://www.japaneseguesthouses.com/db/gi
God I wish I was there now! First I think I'll sleep for a couple of days. My head is worryingly fuzzy...
- The Mood:
exhausted - The Music:Angel - Leona Lewis
Since there's nothing else to say about today I might as well recap on a couple of things that happened during my LJ sabbatical. You may recall my repeat vows to go and see Gazette in concert come hell or high water. Weeeeellll..............................
There were find bands in total with obnoxious names like meth and SCREW, and random ones like Teddy and Powatorin(?). The headliners were Girugamesh who were the reason I was there mildly gothed-up and risking life and limb amongst rabid lolitas in the first please. Naturally I had to sit through the other four first. Powatorin belonged in a bargain basement workout video rather than on stage but Teddy were so infectiously happy I wound up liking them despite myself. Sadly, in the intervening decade since this all ocurred, I've managed to mix up meth and SCREW but one of them (I'm inclined to say meth) wore awesome costumes which were soon overshadowed by the awefulness and VOLUME of their music, a.k.a. screaming. The other band (SCREW?) only got good towards the end when the vocalist threw himself on top of us. Then, at long last, Girugamesh appeared. I should mention that between each preceeding band and even throughout some of them (which pissed one particular vocalist off) the 97% female audience were growling 'Giru! Giru!' over and over in really loud, gutterful, painful-to-hear voices. And Girugamesh were pretty good. Not as good as I was hoping since they didn't play Owari to Mirai, but they were easily the most charistmatic and professional; looking like mod rockers in their black shirts, ties, and suits. There was a moment at the end of one song which ended in a long, intense, and repetitive guitar solo which left the audience silent for about 12 seconds (which was a long time, considering) before they started growling 'Giri! Giru!' again. Very cool.
And that's that. I recall a couple of the guitarists being very attractive but can't say which ones they were anymore.
Other than that....erm... I read Harry Potter during my last holiday. Pretty much spent the whole thing thinking 'don't need that...could cut that...change that...what the-?' All in all the whole series could've done with being 5 books rather than 7. I wonder what J.K. will do next...
- The Setting:Okazaki, Japan
- The Mood:
content - The Music:Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis
Remember me? I figured since my last post (*cough*three months ago*cough*) was about starting Minna no Nihongso II, I should post today about starting the New Approach. Already I miss Minna no Nihongo with it's English definitions and grammer explanations. It took me quite a while today to grasp the very simple concept of 'hodo'. New Approach does seem a lot more structured than Minna no Nihongo though, and I can see my Japanese improving in the coming weeks once I've got used to the format.
In fact, since New Approach is so structured, I've decided I should try harder to organize my after school study time as well. Now that my listening comprehension has improved and I've been doing A LOT better on the listening tests, I've decided my main focus should be on reading. I'm not taking the Japanese Language Proficiency test along with the rest of my classmates this year but I'm certain it will stand me in good stead if I start trying to improve my reading speed now rather than later. Any tips on that from other Japanese students would be greatly appreciated. In fact any study suggestions would be useful.
By my reckoning it's officially winter here in Okazaki, as of Sunday when I was forced to don my winter coat and gloves. Now it's even harder to get up in the morning but I still prefer it to the sweltering summer. There's only a few weeks until christmas now and I'm as excited as a child now that I've finalised where I'll be spending it. No, I'm not going home, I'm spending it at a hot spring ryokan in Gifu, above the famous Gero onsen. A whole 6 days of eating and bathing until I'm bloated and wrinkled beyond recognition. I can't wait!
- The Setting:Okazaki, Japan
- The Mood:
buzzed - The Music:None. I'm watching Little Britain.
Whoops. I meant to post ages ago about finishing the first Minna no Nihongo book but apparently I forgot. Then, far more importantly, I meant to post that I had the new Harry Potter novel and that I'd seen the new Harry Potter film but...yeah, same old excuse I'm afraid: I just didn't have time. Which is why, even though I got HP7 the first Monday after is came out, I've still only read the first two chapters of it. Now I've got another new book called Eclipse by Stephenie Meyer which I'm also desperate to read. In fact, I think I'm more desperate to read that than HP...
My God, did I really just type that? This is Harry Potter 7. I've been waiting for this since...well, since Harry Potter 1...
I guess the upcoming holiday will be a test of my loyalty as I decide which to read first. Unless I don't read either and just spend the whole five days in my usual sleep coma...
Besides that riveting information, I thought I'd fill you in on the hanabi festival last night. I went with a group of friends from school, although we lost half of them within fifteen minutes of arriving. Most of us wore yukata, including me having spent that same afternoon racing around trying to find one and eventually shelling out rather a lot of dosh in Seibu. It was worth it though. I figure I'll probably never buy another one so why not buy a nice one that I won't mind wearing repeatedly? At least that's what I'll tell my mum if she ever wonders where my money went.
Anyway, since I have no idea how to tie an obi the lady in the shop dressed me. Which meant walking home in geta which absolutely killed my feet. Plus I got lots of stares which was embarrassing. Anyway, by the time I got home I was melting and red-faced with no time to cool down because I had to meet my friends in ten minutes.
The bus to Okazaki Jou was packed with people wearing yukata which was pretty surreal, and then we arrived and it was amazing. The women looked so beautiful in their yukata, and once my face had returned to it's normal colour I was feeling pretty Cinderella-like in mine too.
There were lots of hanging lanterns around but it was still daylight so they weren't as obvious or pretty as they became later. There were stall everywhere selling all sorts of food which was pretty tantalising since I hadn't eaten all day and didn't until 11pm that night for various reasons.
Anyway, most of the fireworks were launched from two boats/floats on the river. At first me and the friends I hadn't lost seated ourselves on one of the wooden seating areas along the bank. Then it eventually dawned that these were reserved for people who were paying to see the hanabi in style, rather than us free-loading commoners who were consigned to craning our necks and killing our feet along the pavements.
The fireworks started at 7pm and apparently continued until 10. I wouldn't know because after the first 45 minutes we were sick of standing still and went in pursuit of food. That's when things got kind of scary because by that time there were even more people than when we first arrived and policemen everywhere shouting orders through megaphones. The food stalls were ridiculously set up and I was petrified someone was going to spill something on my yukata. I've never been is such a swarm of people before, even at school where it was a miracle no one died in the corridor crushes. And then the typhoon came. Yep, one minutes it's the perfect whether for fireworks and the next we can hear thunder amongst the bangs and the rain is slating down, There wasn't much choice but to run along with everyone else, otherwise I imagine we'd have been trampled underfoot. It was absolutely manic.
Luckily we managed to find our way back to the bus station and elbow our way onto the first bus, even though we didn't know at that time if it was going where we needed to go (luckily it was). We also lost another of a number along the way so I hope she made it home safely. Through all of this the fireworks (which were pretty spectacular going by the 45 minutes I watched) kept going off.
All in all it was a very...strange day. But that first hour of just walking around in my yukata and watching those fireworks was pretty special. I would definitely go again. I'll just have to remember to take my umbrella and some running shoes next time.
- The Mood:
chipper - The Music:Wild Again - Starship
- The Setting:Okazaki
- The Mood:
kanjirrific - The Music:Cruel Summer by Bananarama
