| Back in the US |
[Saturday
›August 9th, 2008 at 10:32am‹] |
As some of you know, I got back Tuesday and have since then gotten about three hours of sleep a night. Jet lag is brilliant, isn't it? I'm actually doing better than I did before. I realized that I've taken the Japan/US flight eight times in the last five years, so perhaps I've gotten used to it. Usually, I would fall asleep at five p.m. and wake up at three a.m. the next day. Last time I flew from the US to Japan, I slept from midnight until seven p.m. the next day. That was FUCKED. One of the reasons why I haven't been sleeping very long is because Katie, Allyson, and Dhakshila slept over the second night, Katie and Ally the third night, and then of course, there's my roommate. No, not my dad. In fact, he's away on business until Sunday.When he picked me up from the airport on Tuesday, he said, "Oh by the way, you have someone to keep you company."
( Who, you ask? )
Her name is Sophie. My aunt is away for awhile and needs someone to take care of her cat. At first, I was apprehensive. This is the very cat who gave me that awesome scar on my right ring finger, making me look like some sort of badass when in actuality I tried to pick up a cat and got scratched. I learned my lesson never to try to pick her up, but otherwise she is the sweetest cat. She's the type of cat that looks like she's dying of delight every time you pet her. Since she needs constant lovin', she won't leave me alone. When I close my bedroom door, she just yowls into the night, trying to squeeze under the crack (which is actually kind of funny). When I let her in, she insists on sleeping on my chest directly in my face.
The only problem is that she sheds like mad, making my eczema flair up and irritating my eyes to the point where I can't wear contacts in the house. This leaves me looking like a big, scabby nerd, especially since I'm sitting her in my orchestra shirt from 2000 with my hair all messed up. I r winnar.
Other than my roommate, as I mentioned before, Katie, Allyson, and Dhakshila have been keeping me company. It's so good to see them after so long. Katie, Allyson, and I have been friends for about seven years, Dhakshila's now coming up on four if I recall. That's a record for me since I moved so much as a child and have a hard time staying in contact with people long distances. E-friends don't count because the Net was the catalyst that brought us together.
Anyway, I need to do some reflecting on my year in Japan. Here are some random things about being back in the US that make me glad to be here, miss Japan, and/or make me feel neutral about life in general:
+ I'm not afraid of calling up costumer services and such because now I can understand most everything they say. I say most everything because I do have my duh moments.
- No convenient public transportation. Since I don't have a car, this leaves me stranded at home. I got so used to the freedom of going off on my own that this is giving me major cabin fever.
+ I have my own kitchen and bathroom, both of which I can use at any time. The dorm was all shared, and the shower couldn't be used in the afternoon.
- I feel my Japanese slipping already. Dhakshila and Katie, can we have an hour where we just speak Japanese?
+/- The food is great (cheese!! turkey!! BBQ sauce!!), but I'm not used to the portion sizes or ingredients yet. Too much dairy leaves me... ugh.
+/- People no longer stare at me because I'm obviously foreign. However, I noticed that people are still staring at me. Self-esteem... up?
+ I'm not the fattest, tallest, or whitest girl in the town anymore!
+ Toto!!!!! Oh yeah, and Jason.
- Pressure to get a job, driver's license, everything.
+ Free food and phone for the time being.
+/- Speaking of which, new phone! My dad picked it out for me. It's one of those slide down thingies, which I'm not too fond of. I prefer flip phones. Plus it's really tiny. I have 30 days to trade it in, but I don't want to offend my dad. Still, free phone that I can use for booty calls. And I decided to name it Imai Baby since it reminds me of Imai in a way.
+/- How do I decorate my room? It's literally a blank canvas. Painting is not an option since my dad is moving in about 10 months.
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