Chapter Ten: What happened to Ten??
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Mar 11, 2006
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Feb 09, 2007
Seriously, what happened to ten? I was sure I had written one and yet....something went wrong.
I have to tell you about another obsession I have here in Japan. I have seen Lilo and Stitch and that is the cutest thing I have ever seen. I love stitch! I have three Stitches hanging from my phone and two from my bag. I also got a big pink one for my birthday, a hand puppet one, a little pink one and a stitch bag. And a mug. And an alarm clock. Seriously. WOOOOAAA.
On Saturday I went and took Purikura with Andy again. We took so many, we became severely fatigued and had to sit down and eat a crepe. Then we met Melanie and some Japanese boys we love and took FOUR Purikuras with them. It was ridiculous to the point of insanity and I loved it. Seven in one day? you might ask. Is it possible? I can confirm that it is in fact possible but I dont recommend trying it. Then we went in their CAR -yes they have a car- to get icecream from Baskin and Robbins and went to play pool. It was an excellent day but I was so tired that we called it a night at like nine thirty and Andy and I went home and watched a movie. Elizabethtown, which, by the way is so random and weirdly funny that I think I may have actually enjoyed it despite it starring Orlando Bloom. Anyway that day we shattered the previous Purikura record, which Andy had set at five in one day a few months ago. YEAH!!!
In other news, I got an envelope from my sister Chloe last week. I have to say I am very confused. It was probably the funniest moment of my life when I opened up the envelope and saw two packets of strawberry haichu. Haichu are those candies in a long packet, and haichu is written in Japanese. Know why? JAPANESE. Yeah. And its not even like a flavour that doesnt exist in Japan, like passionfruit or mango. Its strawberry. Dont get me wrong, I will take anything I can get, but if youre going to use seven stamps to send something somewhere, shouldnt you send something that has NOT already been exported from that country? Just a suggestion. On that note, Katie, Daisuke and Tara, THANKSenqTHE`vdrnldo`bj`fdDham so happy. Nice card too, where did you find one that fit my situation so perfectly? Michael was cracking up when he read it.
So this morning I had a class with this teacher who became so severely confused at my questioning that she put her head on the desk in despair. It was quite amusing.
Now its later and I am going to try to explain the phenomenon that is CLASS. I have to tell you, it is beginning to be something that interrupts my day rather than something my day revolves around. First of all, classes here last for like an hour and a half. Literally. It is the worst idea ever. I have proved that my concentration lasts for one hour and five minutes, and after that my brain switches off. Every day I look at my clock and yes, the magical number of one hour and five minutes strikes again. This is worst on Thursdays, when I have a kanji test first period and for the last twenty minutes I sit staring into space like a vegetable. Then we have a seven minute break, which is enough time to walk to the other classroom, run down to the centre to see if anyone has any food I can eat, and run back to the classroom in time for the next class, for which my brain has not yet regenerated. It is quite the problem. So for the next hour and a half, I sit, staring at the crack between the wall and the ceiling, making appropriate noises -ah, so desu ka- -ah, ne- and trying to keep my eyes open for the inevitable -BECKYSAN WA???- Oh how I dread it. All the other classes are fine, but second period on a Thursday is like being stabbed over and over with a toothpick.
Friday is a close second because I can smell the weekend but have to sit repeating pointless drills like -Lisa san wa terebi o minagara gohan wo tabete imasu.- Lucky her.
Anyways last night we watched a fantastic combination of Bride and Predjudice and The Princess Bride, neither of which Andy is familiar with. I intend to rent the original BBC version next week and start a revolution here in Hirosaki. Can someone send me the BYU version??? *Mum*
I bought a fridge!!! It is so awesomely cool. I decorated it with Purikura already and Andy is going to draw something on it because she is a master of drawing. I went to fill it up and then the next day I made pancakes for myself before school and ate and drank and that might be the first time since I came to Hirosaki. I still dont have a pot so last night I attempted Milo in my frying pan and we out it in two mugs and sucked it out using kit kats for straws. SEND ME TIM TAMS!!!!Onegaishimasu...
Ok well I am going to finish here because I cant think of anything else to say.
Until next time.....
Becky
I have to tell you about another obsession I have here in Japan. I have seen Lilo and Stitch and that is the cutest thing I have ever seen. I love stitch! I have three Stitches hanging from my phone and two from my bag. I also got a big pink one for my birthday, a hand puppet one, a little pink one and a stitch bag. And a mug. And an alarm clock. Seriously. WOOOOAAA.
On Saturday I went and took Purikura with Andy again. We took so many, we became severely fatigued and had to sit down and eat a crepe. Then we met Melanie and some Japanese boys we love and took FOUR Purikuras with them. It was ridiculous to the point of insanity and I loved it. Seven in one day? you might ask. Is it possible? I can confirm that it is in fact possible but I dont recommend trying it. Then we went in their CAR -yes they have a car- to get icecream from Baskin and Robbins and went to play pool. It was an excellent day but I was so tired that we called it a night at like nine thirty and Andy and I went home and watched a movie. Elizabethtown, which, by the way is so random and weirdly funny that I think I may have actually enjoyed it despite it starring Orlando Bloom. Anyway that day we shattered the previous Purikura record, which Andy had set at five in one day a few months ago. YEAH!!!
In other news, I got an envelope from my sister Chloe last week. I have to say I am very confused. It was probably the funniest moment of my life when I opened up the envelope and saw two packets of strawberry haichu. Haichu are those candies in a long packet, and haichu is written in Japanese. Know why? JAPANESE. Yeah. And its not even like a flavour that doesnt exist in Japan, like passionfruit or mango. Its strawberry. Dont get me wrong, I will take anything I can get, but if youre going to use seven stamps to send something somewhere, shouldnt you send something that has NOT already been exported from that country? Just a suggestion. On that note, Katie, Daisuke and Tara, THANKSenqTHE`vdrnldo`bj`fdDham so happy. Nice card too, where did you find one that fit my situation so perfectly? Michael was cracking up when he read it.
So this morning I had a class with this teacher who became so severely confused at my questioning that she put her head on the desk in despair. It was quite amusing.
Now its later and I am going to try to explain the phenomenon that is CLASS. I have to tell you, it is beginning to be something that interrupts my day rather than something my day revolves around. First of all, classes here last for like an hour and a half. Literally. It is the worst idea ever. I have proved that my concentration lasts for one hour and five minutes, and after that my brain switches off. Every day I look at my clock and yes, the magical number of one hour and five minutes strikes again. This is worst on Thursdays, when I have a kanji test first period and for the last twenty minutes I sit staring into space like a vegetable. Then we have a seven minute break, which is enough time to walk to the other classroom, run down to the centre to see if anyone has any food I can eat, and run back to the classroom in time for the next class, for which my brain has not yet regenerated. It is quite the problem. So for the next hour and a half, I sit, staring at the crack between the wall and the ceiling, making appropriate noises -ah, so desu ka- -ah, ne- and trying to keep my eyes open for the inevitable -BECKYSAN WA???- Oh how I dread it. All the other classes are fine, but second period on a Thursday is like being stabbed over and over with a toothpick.
Friday is a close second because I can smell the weekend but have to sit repeating pointless drills like -Lisa san wa terebi o minagara gohan wo tabete imasu.- Lucky her.
Anyways last night we watched a fantastic combination of Bride and Predjudice and The Princess Bride, neither of which Andy is familiar with. I intend to rent the original BBC version next week and start a revolution here in Hirosaki. Can someone send me the BYU version??? *Mum*
I bought a fridge!!! It is so awesomely cool. I decorated it with Purikura already and Andy is going to draw something on it because she is a master of drawing. I went to fill it up and then the next day I made pancakes for myself before school and ate and drank and that might be the first time since I came to Hirosaki. I still dont have a pot so last night I attempted Milo in my frying pan and we out it in two mugs and sucked it out using kit kats for straws. SEND ME TIM TAMS!!!!Onegaishimasu...
Ok well I am going to finish here because I cant think of anything else to say.
Until next time.....
Becky


