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.
