music: Matt Pond PA- CloserJust got in from a bit of running around, waiting for Mike to get back from the travel agency so we can go buy bikes and im getting kind of antsy. I bought a polyvinyl records sampler today at that awesome record store. Its from 2004, but it was 7 dollars and its actually killer. I also bought gentlemen prefer blondes and roman holiday for 5 dollars from the book store. Im slightly hungover from last nights festivities. mike and I went to karaoke after dinner where I polished off a bottle of wine and we sang our hearts out. it was surprisingly fun as hell. But now, being in hangover mode I just wanna pig out on bad food all day. but so far all ive had is miso soup, some dried bananas, a handful of raisins, a rice roll thing, a soy bar and some rice crackers. more than I usually eat but at least its not food that’s terrible for you. Seriously, im thinking two more weeks and Ill be in my skinny jeans, as long as I keep up what im doing. im massively craving currey for dinner though. maybe I can convince mike to go to the curry house once we have bikes. which I hope is soon, because seriously, I need a bike. I bought a bottle of red for tonight. I know I try to drink only one night a week, but seriously, I know im staying in tonight, and Audrey Hepburn and bottle of wine sounds pretty much perfect. Its drizzly out again today. is it weird that I really like when its all grey out? I don’t know whats up with that. I miss my mom so much, you have absolutely no idea. I almost cried today but I stopped myself. I wonder how much longer until I get the internet. …. People here keep telling me how beautiful I am. its nice. I don’t think you can ever hear that too much. the students always tell the Japanese teachers in Japanese how pretty I am. Yesterday one of the Japanese teachers told me that one of the mothers said “what a beautiful teacher” about me. When Mike and I Went to the convenience store to grab a lighter for me last night, the store clerk, a middle aged man said to mike “Your older sister is very beautiful.” Its funny that he called me his older sister, but I thought that was sweet. I definitely need to hear that here, seeing as my ego has been pretty low from a lack of any sort of romantic contact or connection with ANYONE for over a month now. deeeeeeeepressing. I wanna buy an anna sui t-shirt soooo badly. ugh. and I need a backpack. theres a sweet polka dot one at the store across from my work. for like 20 bucks. I think im going to buy it. I need to stop spending money, but its sooo hard when I have it. haha. . yessss, mike’s on his way now. im going to get the cutest bike. all old school and a super cute colour. yesssss. man, this cd is so good. good call Alyssa. I want the plain white T’s cd, but I cant find it. yes they’re lame, but maaaaan I need to hear that song from the plane here. it was playing in a store I walked into today. anyways. mike will be here any minute. BIKE TIME!
September 29th 2007 September 29, 2007
music: the shins- AustraliaIve gotten really good at waking up early, before my alarm clock goes off, and actually wanting to get up then. like still having another half hour to sleep, but really just wanting to get up and start my day then. So now im just making my breakfast, a hard boiled egg and miso soup, with a couple glasses of cold coffee. they drink cold coffee here in the summer, the way we drink hot coffee all the time. its pretty difficult to find hot coffee in the summer here. only at places like starbucks etc. they sell cold coffee in their vending machines along with their coca cola and bottled wated. I buy cartons of cold black coffee, like milk from the convenience stores and vending machines. at first I was really weirded out by it. but now that my coffee pot is broken its my only substitute. I had a dream about neil boshart last night. out of all people. I haven’t thought about that guy in years. that’s so weird. theres something about being alone and far away that makes you think about everyone who has ever passed through your life, and miss them. its like a sad desperation. its kind of grey and rainy this morning, but I like it. I don’t know why. usually the rainy days make me sad, but this morning is different. Sitting on my computer, listening to the shins, making my breakfast, drinking a coffee, the dim lighting of my apartment, it almost feels like a home. Yesterday was Mike’s birthday. I bought him a pastry from the convenience store and when I coundnt find birthday candles, I put a paper birthday candle from some of my school props in it, and made him a card from stickers and construction paper. I almost didn’t do any thing out of laziness, but then I thought about that time adam got me cupcakes from that store in westdale, so I knew it would be a nice gesture and totally appreciated. tonight a bunch of our staff is going out for mikes birthday, dinner and such. im actually really looking forward to it. im trying to get closer to the Japanese staff. they seem to kind of keep their distance from us, but I think im starting to break through that. I mean, seriously, how can you not want to be friends with me? my manager and I get along really well. we talk for like half an hour every morning. I really enjoy it. shes so sweet. I went for a run again last night. it felt so good. I can run a lot easier here than at home. maybe it’s the air, maybe its just the shape im in? who knows. either way Im loving it. then I came home, made some dinner, chicken and bean sprouts, watched some sex and the city and started studying Japanese. that’s right. I figured its time. theres no way I can go home knowing the same sentences I came here knowing, hello and thank you. so its begun. im in this stage of really wanting to better myself. I think that’s a good thing.alright, time to eat my breakfast and get started on my day. Saturdays are my most intense days. I have 8 classes today, and only one hour break when I get to eat my lunch. at least they go by quickly. except my most dreaded class is today. the devil children. not looking forward to it. ugh.
September 25th, 2007 September 25, 2007
Music: Ryan Adams- Hotel Chelsea Nights (please listen to this song, everyone, it gives me goosebumps every time I hear it) I had a good day today. work went by nice and quick. had a trial and hopefully got the school a new student, thus putting me in manager’s good books. I got paid and deposited the rest of my cash into the bank. thus far I am sitting pretty. I went for a run right after work, it was awesome. there’s this river behind my apartment building (that apparently is covered in cherry blossoms in the spring, which should be absolutely beautiful). the run was great, definitely becoming a nightly tradition. there was one point where I realized how different the scenery was from my regular runs back in stoney creek, and I got the shivers and actually smiled to myself. this is my life. its time I make the most of it. I have officially set myself the goal to fit back in my skinny jeans by december. it will be achieved. running is my new stress relief. im dying my hair again right now, (because I obviously have to dye it one billion times in order to get it to the right colour). my scalp is on fire. Jarek is my one friend i have been in consistent contact with since ive gotten here. I love that guy. its weird that we only started hanging out a month or so before I left, but he’s been one of my greatest friends to me since I’ve been gone. I think about him all the time and miss hanging out with him along with my other best friends. I really want to start studying Japanese, but I cant bring myself to actually start doing it. whats the deal? Also, everyone alive ever needs to buy Ryan Adams- Love is Hell pt. 2.
September 24 2007 September 24, 2007
music: Ryan Adams Had another rough week. possibly my worst. I was horribly depressed. There was a day when I didn’t have any classes until 4:30 and I spent the entire morning colouring props and crying in my classroom. Im not a big fan of my city. Its just so not what I was expecting when I thought of moving to Japan. And it was like even when I was okay, when I was happy, I still would rather be at home. and im very very homesick. Its funny, I totally thought I wouldn’t feel like this. But holy hell its lonely during the week. The good thing is, like I said before, I love teaching. I have the greatest, cutest, sweetest students. They make me laugh and are so much fun to teach. Like that day when I cried all morning, as soon as I started teaching, I was in a good mood. they make me happy, so that’s a good thing, I at least love my job. I had a good weekend. Saturday night after work mike and I went out for dinner, Yaki niku, which is when they give you all raw meat and veggies and you fry them on your table. it was really good but super greasy. I felt hella guilty afterwards. I went to visit Kanika yesterday in her city. Its super cool, much more city like than Okazaki, I’m kinda jealous. she also has a starbucks down the street which would be heaven for me. Oh and I broke my coffee pot this week, so my life is basically over because my morning coffee was sooo what I look forward to when I wake up. Anyways, Kanika showed me around the cool stores and shops in her area, then we spent the night watching say anything and the OC, she even got me a bottle of wine, and it was super sweet. I love being able to have my girl time. We sat around and talked about boys and I am so lucky I’m able to do that with her. She’s coming up here this weekend, which I’m looking forward to. Today I bought more things for my apartment, and its really starting to come along. Kanika inspired me that you need to make your place somewhere you really enjoy being in, then you don’t get sad when you’re alone there. So today I cleaned the shit out of my apartment and decorated. Now I’m dying my hair. Anyways, I explored the mall that my grocery store and dollar store are in and found this killer little independent record store where I bought a shins cd and a ryan adams cd. It also has a ton of vinyl. If I can find a cheap second hand record player, I’m sooo getting it. I don’t know how I’d take it back, but if its cheap enough then it doesn’t matter. I know I need to get a bike soon so I can explore my city more and find more cool things.
Im going to try to go for a run tomorrow morning. I really need to get back into running. It makes me feel sooo good. Im hoping when I drag my ass out of bed I’ll be able to convince myself to go, because I soooo need it. I got this killer leopard print rug for my place and it looks so sick. And a nice big picture of marilyn for my wall. I need another couple big pictures, and some lanterns to hang. Im going to try to do more this week. Like after work, go explore the other mall that is open later. I need to do things like that or I will go insane.
i am alive September 19, 2007
i dont have time to write at all, im in a sketchy free internet cafe around the corner from my work (i think its a front for the japanese yakuza) but i am alive and well, no internet yet, will have it in about another month. i have still been writing blogs on my comp and will upload them as soon as i have the net. i miss everyone so much. love you all. hugs and kisses.
hot child in the city September 17, 2007
there is something invigorating about being drunk alone in your apartment having a one woman dance party to hot child in the city.
September 17th 2007 September 17, 2007
music: Jamie Cullum- 21st Century Kid It really is funny how up and down my attitude towards this place is. As I sit here in my apartment sipping on a 6.75 bottle of white French table wine I bought at the corner store, in my adorable little apartment (of which the decorating really is coming along) with candles lit all over the place, listening to Jamie Cullum, whose album I bought today in Nagoya on sale, without having heard a single song of his, craving listening to something new after depressing over Tegan and Sara for the past two weeks. He’s jazzy and Michael Buble’esque (mom and dad you would definitely dig him). I can honestly say I’m content. The week went by surprisingly fast. I love teaching, I really do. Like I said, it’s stressful as all hell and I get a terrible sense of anxiety before each and every class, but as I’m teaching (as long as the kids aren’t being complete assholes, which only happened once this week) I feel extremely happy. It’s very rewarding work. Last night, my co-NET Mike and I went out for dinner to reward ourselves for successfully completing our first week teaching alone, and we found this incredible restaurant by the game centre, with torch lighting outside, an awesome atmosphere, great prices, friendly staff and good food. We sat there for a few hours and had some great conversations. Its funny how two people so completely different (I cannot think of anyone who could be more my opposite than Mike), someone I never thought I could really get along with, and we honestly had such a great time! its like, even though we’re so different, our experience is the same, and we can level with each other because of that single similarity. Its really nice that I have someone else to have dinner with on Saturday night and bitch or gush about my week because more than likely, his was the same. Today I met up with Kanika in Nagoya. It was so much fun and I am more than happy she is so close to me and that we are able to meet up with each other like this. I spent a ridiculous amount of money and I probably cannot really shop for another like 3 months as a result, but I used the excuse that it was shop-therapy for the depression I was experiencing this week and my purchases definitely made me feel happy, aside from the buyer’s remorse I’m experiencing now. Regardless, I bought some damn cute clothes, a cute pair of ankle moccasins, a purse, two cds and mac makeup. and hell, it felt good. I don’t think I’ve ever/ever been able to, shop that like before. Next weekend I’m going to spend two days at her place, and she’s going to come here the weekend after. it’s nice that I have something to look forward to on the weekends like that. it’s definitely what I need to get me through the week and I love the girl to death. Tomorrow I definitely need to do groceries and pick up some more things for the apartment from the 100 yen store. Then clean, maybe dye my hair and do some lesson planning. I don’t think I’ve ever appreciated weekends like this before. I’ve always had to work on weekends, so working a steady weekday job makes the weekend a billion times better. For tonight, I’m thinking I can make it a year here. I’m very happy right now. P.s. I think I’m officially addicted to jazz.
September 12th 2007 September 12, 2007
9:36pmI can’t believe that’s the date. I cannot believe I’ve already been here for almost three weeks, but at the same time my life back home seems a million years away. I’m in this strange sort of limbo right now. I’ll explain myself in a minute.
My first week at the school was… well, intense. I observed all of Arden’s classes on Tuesday, applied for my alien registration and got set up at the bank. Arden and I went out for dinner at this little Italian restaurant where they have 1.00 glasses of wine. hi, heaven. Anyways, I was up ridiculously late planning my one lesson I had to teach the next day. Then I had to teach two the day after that, etc. etc. Basically you don’t get out of the school until like 8:30, so you’re home by quarter to 9 and then you make dinner and don’t get to start lesson planning until 9:30’ish and then you’re up all night. My classes that week went… well, not as planned. I taught the last class of the day on Thursday and then went in the bathroom and cried. I almost cried right in the middle of teaching three junior high students. At this point I was ready to give up, teaching was not for me. I had never wanted to be a teacher and that lesson proved to me why I shouldn’t be. I didn’t completely screw something up or do anything horribly drastic, I just sucked. Plain and simple. I couldn’t make them understand me, nor could I make them want to. It was a blow to both my ego and to my decision making skills. Regardless I continued on and improved with every one. Arden says she usually plans her lessons a week ahead of time, using the breaks when we’re not teaching to plan lessons and make props etc. as we shouldn’t have to do them at home. Unfortunately, only finding out our teaching schedule upon arrival, as well as using our non-teaching hours to do running around for banks and cell phones and alien registrations took that time away from us and placed lesson planning only in the evening after work. Saturday was Arden and Dawn’s last day at the school, so we, along with Mike, two of the JTs (Japanese Teachers from my school) and Dawn and Arden’s Japanese friend Mika went out for drinks at a cool little pub called New York Roots. They make the most amazing Long Island Iced teas (who woulda thought?) They measure them out meticulously and include about 6 shots of who the hell knows and taste delicious and cost about 10 bucks and you only need two before you’re unable to hold your chopsticks anymore. Needless to say we were there for more than two, (minus Mike and the two JTs who left early, a.k.a. party poopers, a.k.a. Mike doesn’t drink, a.k.a. he’s living beside me for a year and doesn’t drink and WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?) anyways, Dawn, Arden, Mika and I had a hilarious night and soon the two adorable bartenders and two of their friends and joined our table. Soon after we were stumbling out to take photo stickers at the arcade, but as we were passing my apartment, I yearned for my bed (I know you will all be shocked at this as I’m always the one who always wants to go anywhere but home or to bed) so I bid everyone adieu and managed up the intense flight of stairs and awoke early the next morning to jehovas witnesses knocking on my door. Lukily I pulled the “I only speak English card” which is a good way of getting rid of anyone in Japan, choked down two aleves to soothe the pounding headache which I had never felt anything like in the history of my mornings after, and went back to bed until about 11:30. I don’t know what it is, I never ever got hangovers in Canada, now Japan I wake up the next morning feeling like I was run over 45 times by a school bus full of people going to fat camp. I then went to the dollar store where I spent like two hours shopping for things for my apartment (which is still not even close to being finished- decorating I mean) and then grocery shopping which was interesting since I pretty much didn’t know what anything was, nor could I read the labels. I managed though, and then went home to decorate, make a delicious dinner of tuna which I marinated in a lemon sauce (that I made myself) with salad and drank a bottle of wine and watched amelie. It was pretty nice. Mike and I spent Monday planning lessons all day so that we wouldn’t have to do so late at night every day after work.
I woke up Tuesday morning severely depressed. I cried in the shower, the first time I really seriously cried since I got here. I don’t know what it was, but all I could think of was how alone I was. How now that Arden and Dawn were gone, I really had noone around me to hang out with. Kanika and I have plans to meet up this weekend, but she lives about a half hour train ride away from me. I felt so unbelievably lonely. I hated this city (it’s very small, close to a huge city, Nagoya, but again, about a half hour away, and this actual city, Okazaki, is very small town). I knew I pretty much had zero chance of meeting someone else my age that I could actually talk to, or hold a conversation with without having to pronounce every single letter in every single word I said and talking half the speed I normally do. I hated the city, I hated my job, I hated myself for making the decision to come here and thinking it was the best idea ever. All I could think about was everyone back home, and my home and how happy I was before I left. It wasn’t so much that I was homesick, I was just unhappy with where I was and the reality of it all. It wasn’t at all what I had thought it would be, and I wanted to give up. I started thinking of ways I could get out of my one year contract, and as much as I hate giving up all I could think of was how long a year was and how there was no way I could make it here that long. I started thinking of ways I could at least save enough money to go home for the ten day vacation I have in December. Screw Thailand, I thought, I just want to go home. I went to school that morning, my first day of teaching every single class and I had a completely amazing day. All of my classes went so well, the kids and I got along great and I really felt like a good teacher. I don’t know what had changed since my prior week, but all of a sudden I was comfortable and confident and in return so were my students. I came home in an incredible mood and made a delicious chicken stir fry. I had a really difficult time falling asleep though. I had another really good day today, and I know I’ll be able to do this job and do it well. It is so completely exhausting though. This is the first night I’ve had the time and the energy to just sit and write. Even on my days off, all I wanted to do was sit. But at the same time, sitting in, drinking a bottle of wine by myself, ended up making me feel horribly depressed.I still don’t really know how I feel about my situation here. Really, I don’t have time for anything else during the week. You basically just throw yourself into your work, come home, eat, do a little something for yourself (read, write, watch a movie) sleep and get up and do the same thing. I guess I’m sort of worried about my weekends. Seeing Kanika this weekend will definitely help, and I talked to Justin which really made me feel good and I can’t wait to see him, although, again, he lives so far from me. It’s just, my location is sort of forcing me to be this entirely different person and I don’t know how I feel about that. I’m not a loner, nor am I someone who spends her nights in by herself. I want to write every single one of my friends and tell them to come visit me because I still don’t know if I can make it a year here, or at least a year without them. especially my parents. I’d kill to see my mom and dad at least once before next September. I’m so back and forth about everything. I’m happy with everything and then it’s like as soon as I’m alone in my apartment I think I made the worst decision in coming here. I know it’s only been three weeks and so much can change, and who knows I may be happy as hell in a month and it’s too early to judge, but all I know is how I feel right now, and what I feel is completely unsure. I’ve also been thinking about a boy back home. Which is so stupid of me because I’m here and he’s there, and I’m here for a year. I guess timing is everything and it totally wasn’t right for us but I cant help thinking about it at the time as much as I don’t want to. I’ll come back and he’ll be like married or something. who knows. I feel so stupid admitting this. I get really sad everytime I check my phone and I don’t have any new emails or when I hope someone will call me, just so I can talk to someone who a) can speak English really well or b) I have things in common with. It’s either one or the other here. Not having the internet doesn’t help much either. I’m pretty much cut off from the world and my friends ands that’s a pretty shitty feeling. I work for pretty much 10 hours every day. I work through my lunches so that I don’t have to take work home, I show up a half hour early and stay a half hour later just so I can get everything I need to do, done. We don’t get paid overtime for that either. We work on salary, the only time we get overtime is if we have an abundance of teaching hours. Its bullshit really, I know, but seriously, the happiest I seem to be is when I’m actually teaching. As much as I can’t wait to get home and into pyjamas and just sit, that’s when I start thinking. So like I said, if I just throw myself into my job, the weeks go by. Oh also, I’ve definitely started losing weight, Im hardly ever hungry and all I eat is healthy crap and I pretty much don’t wear makeup or do anything with my hair other than a ponytail with pinned up bangs because there’s nobody here to impress. so this is the life I lead now. Wow. this was a pretty depressing entry, I’m really not like falling apart or anything, like I said, I’m in this sort of limbo, I don’t really know how I feel about everything right now. I’ll write about Japan and Okazaki itself soon. I just needed to get this off my chest. Also, the new Tegan and Sara album basically describes my entire life right now. Buy it, listen to it. I listen to every day at least three times and it breaks my heart every time. “I listened in, yes I’m guilty of this, you should know this.I broke down and wrote you back before you had the chance to.Forget forgotten, I am moving past this, giving notice.I have to go, yes I know that feeling, know you’re leaving.….A million hours left to think of you and think of that.”- The Con, Tegan and Sara “The pressure of this life is so you can’t be held accountable. If you go, you go.”- Are you Ten Years Ago, Tegan and Sara “I’m moving east then, somewhere far away from the sight of my hands, the sight of me not moving.You can’t just hop a plane and come and visit me again.…You take a second, take a year, you took me out and took me in and told me all of this.”- Hop a Plane, Tegan and Sara “Oh and I’m feeling directionless yes,but that’s to be expected and I know that best.And in creeps the morning and another day’s lost. You’ve just written wondering and I reply fast.All you need to save me.Call and I’ll be curled on the floor hiding out from it all.And I won’t take any other calls.I feel like a fool so I’m going to stop troubling you.Buried in my yard, a letter to send to you.And if I forget…. I hope that you’ll hear me, know that I wrote to you”- Soil, Soil, Tegan and Sara “I felt you in my legs before I ever met you.And when I laid beside you for the first time I told you,I feel you in my heart and I don’t even know you.And now we’re saying bye.…I felt you in my life before I ever thought to,feel the need to lay down beside you and tell you.…call me.Flew home back to where we met.Stayed inside I was so upset.I was yours right?”- Nineteen, Tegan and Sara “I want your lungs to stop working without me.I think about writing you,I thought about calling you.What was I looking for? What am I looking for?… I shouldn’t go but I cant really help it when I feel this pressure.” –Floorplan, Tegan and Sara “Everything I love, get back from me now.Everyone I love, I need you now.Don’t forget a million miles from me.…Hold out for the ones you know will love you.”- Dark come soon, Tegan and Sara “Maybe I would have been something you’d be good at.Maybe you would have been something I’d be good at.But now we’ll never know.I won’t be sad but in case, I’ll go there every day to make myself feel bad.There’s a chance I’ll start to wonder if this was the thing to do.”- Call it off, Tegan and sara
September 3 2007 September 3, 2007
9:57pm
music: wilco- she’s a jar
Im writing this from my new apartment. it’s gorgeous. I absolutely love it. I have a white sliding paned glass door separating my kitchen from my room. I have a balcony, a heated toilet seat, wood floors and a ridiculous amount of room. I completely expected a tiny little bachelor but my kitchen itself is a good size and my room is so big. Im so in love and so happy. I cannot wait to hit the 100 yen store (equivalent to our dollar store) and start decorating it. The teacher im replacing is super cool, her and her coworker who Mike is replacing took us out for dinner last night at this awesome super authentic asian fusion resteraunt. Best pad thai I’ve had ever in my life. She introduced me to these drinks called chu-hi that you buy from the convenience store that are like carbonated fruity beer and are delicious. I just sat around for an hour by myself watching sex and the city drinking a chu-hi. I’m so content. The city I live in, Okazaki is adorable. it’s small but full of cute resteraunts and little stores. Arden and Dawn (the teacher’s we’re replacing) took us to Nagoya today, the fourth biggest city in japan and just a 20 some odd minute train ride away. The city is awesome, tons of huge designer stores and little Japanese shops. I bought a couple 600 yen (6 dollars) tops from the gap (go figure) and then I spent 2700 (27 bucks) on body butter and soap. I go to japan and spend my money at the gap and body shop. then we went out for lunch and then missioned back to okazaki.
let’s backtrack. Last week was training, it was intense and sucked and we did nothing except get out at 7pm, go for dinner then do our lesson plans for the next day and sleep. definitely nothing interesting. Saturday night, out last day of training the trainers took our entire group to an awesome resteraunt called boon where we had a huge assortment of Japanese food and it was completely delicious. after that we went and did karaoke and I totally killed salt n peppa’s shoop without even looking at the screen once. We missioned to our schools the next day, which was so sad separating from Kanika and Lindzy. Lukily Kanika is close by. Nagoya is our centre meeting point and it’s equal distance from both of us. Unfortunately Lindzy is super far away and that makes me so incredibly sad because I had such a great time hanging out with her last week.
my manager picked mike and i up at the station in Nagoya and took us to our apartment where we met Arden and Dawn. Arden briefly showed me around the apartment and then our manager took us out and bought us our first load of groceries which was so incredibly sweet. we then came back to our apartments, I unpacked then napped, then Arden and Dawn came back and took us out for dinner. Arden’s awesome, we seem pretty similar. I’ll be taking over all her students so hopefully I’m well received by them. Tomorrow’s my first day at Amity. Im nervous as hell but lukily I just observe all of Arden’s lessons for the day. Then Wednesday I teach one lesson, Thursday I teach two, Friday three etc. etc. Im sooo nervous to teach, you have no idea. Wednesday I get a cell phone which I’m so ridiculously excited for a) because their phones here are absolutely amazing and adorable b) because im going to get an unlimited email and text plan and c) because then I will also have a camera. Unfortunately it’ll take about two months until I get internet in my apartment. It takes about a month to get my alien registration card, and I cant go get the internet until I get that, and then It’ll take another month after that for someone to come and set up my internet in my apartment for me. Luckily there’s a free internet café around the corner from my school which I can use on my lunch hours etc. Im going to do a bit of reading now then sleep. big day tomorrow. I cannot stress how much I love my apartment though. <3s.
