I’m feeling idle, which isn’t good. The one thing about being here in Japan is that I feel tied by my family members. Well, Tokyo isn’t so bad, and surprisingly no one cares about what little ol’ me is doing. On the other hand, in Kagoshima, they wonder about where I am off to, which isn’t weird… because… what the fuck does the foreigner really have to do? I always feel like my life is on pause here. I feel the pressure of things I need to get done when I get back.
I haven’t decided which class to drop. I haven’t finished any of the reading I was suppose to (and yesterday in Shibuya, I bought Haruki Murakami’s new collection of short stories) and I haven’t emailed my thesis advisor yet. Sigh. I need to plan my mother’s eye surgury and cornea mapping appointments. I need to do this and that… and I just feel idle, here.
Life is going on without me.
I spoke to Sophea a bit and Dan… and Dan… (I know one too many Dans!) I made plans with few people to go out and get some drinks. I will probably see Dan (classmate) on the Friday I return, and we can go back to being bitter emo fucks together. Sophea and Gen are both out of town until Sunday…
I wrote to Lohr, which I need to send out.
AhhHhHHH. I haven’t bought any omiyage. Shit.
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