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Entries this day: Today Today 9:24pm JST Sunday 25 May 2003 In two days I will have been here two months. Only four months until janette comes. Only six months till my mom and Jon come. Only ten months until I can go anywhere I want. 9:58pm I am consciously throwing away some Nova stuff, like evaluations of how well people thought I taught various lessons. I don't particularly *want* to teach the perfect Nova lesson, though I endeavor to use the parts of Nova lessons that I find valuable. I'm also throwing away stuff like the welcome to Nova BS that I got when I first applied and was accepted. I'm keeping some of the stuff I think I'll still refer to (map of Japan), and archiving some things that were specific or influential for me. - - - - The real reason I'm throwing away the evaluations is that they're too painful for me to read. Like I'm working my hardest to do a perfect job, knowing that I'm being watched, but my best isn't perfect. Fuck that. I'm throwing them away. - - - - Haha. As I'm clearing out stuff, I found a note I had written in a lesson. Students were playing a game of describing something and having the other's guess what they described. "This rabbit has big ears." "Mickey Mouse!" (laughter) 10:53pm Aight. I've not gotten my room clean, and in fact it might look worse now than it did a couple hours ago, *but* I have created a few pages for my scrapbook, more like a paper archive than fun pictures and such, and I have thrown some stuff in an envelope for janette. And one for Fred. I'm going to get some foooood. 12:01am JST Monday 26 May 2003 Ate my favorite Korean food and some chocolate and about 500 ml of orange juice. Actually probably 600 ml. Did one measurable thing for the good of the apartment: I cleaned the kitchen trash can and took out the trash. Matty just came home a moment ago. He's wayyyy drunk. If I am interpreting this noise correctly, he is hiccupping repeatedly in his room. 1:22am Desk is better. Bed is a mess. Frank is home playing video games to keep his mind off his upcoming trip home where his cousin ODed on heroin or some shit like that. 2:28am Desk is a bit of a mess. Bed is fixed. I'm going to it. permalinkprev day next day |