Lost in Translation
So, last time I wrote, I had this huge maginificent blog which refused to post, which I am still a little pissed off at. Yes, I did make it to Japan in one piece. The plane was less that 25 percent full, so I got an entire row to myself. The people in first class can suck it. I totally got more leg room than they did.
My first night in Japan I had to stay in a hotel. This was quite possibly the next largest hotel room up from the sleeping tube. I was sleeping terribly, but it didn't help that the man next to me had a hooker in his room. She knocked on his door at 2:30, got it on, and politely left at 4:30.
On Friday I was taken to my apartment, which quite possibly could be named grossest apartment I have ever been in. Which, is quite impressive. What the previous tenents failed to realize is that when living in a tropical climate, you have to be extra-careful with mold and mildew. Just walking past the bathroom area make my allergies freak out. It was terrible. So, the apartment is small, and by that I mean we have a "common area" which only consists of a dinner table, a refrigerator and a tv/stand. We have no room for the sofa the company provided us, so that is in my room, being used as a futon. Wherever I turn, I am running or bumping into something.
People keep asking me about the earthquakes which happened a few days ago. I slept through the first one because a) I live right near a train station and b) there is a motorcycle gang/club right behind my apartment. The second one I had no awareness of either. Chalk it up to inexperience.
The big tv show here is one which asks, "How much would it cost for you to kill a puppy?" This, subsequently, has also been a main topic for the large group free discussions at school.
I guess this is it for now. I'm a-goin' to bed.
My first night in Japan I had to stay in a hotel. This was quite possibly the next largest hotel room up from the sleeping tube. I was sleeping terribly, but it didn't help that the man next to me had a hooker in his room. She knocked on his door at 2:30, got it on, and politely left at 4:30.
On Friday I was taken to my apartment, which quite possibly could be named grossest apartment I have ever been in. Which, is quite impressive. What the previous tenents failed to realize is that when living in a tropical climate, you have to be extra-careful with mold and mildew. Just walking past the bathroom area make my allergies freak out. It was terrible. So, the apartment is small, and by that I mean we have a "common area" which only consists of a dinner table, a refrigerator and a tv/stand. We have no room for the sofa the company provided us, so that is in my room, being used as a futon. Wherever I turn, I am running or bumping into something.
People keep asking me about the earthquakes which happened a few days ago. I slept through the first one because a) I live right near a train station and b) there is a motorcycle gang/club right behind my apartment. The second one I had no awareness of either. Chalk it up to inexperience.
The big tv show here is one which asks, "How much would it cost for you to kill a puppy?" This, subsequently, has also been a main topic for the large group free discussions at school.
I guess this is it for now. I'm a-goin' to bed.
posted by Tangerine at 6:43 AM
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