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The other day, after writing my last blog entry, I went over to my friend Mikey's house to watch wrestling.  Yeah, I know, me watching wrestling is not quite what you'd expect, but I was persuaded with beer and a heated carpet.  We watched the Royal Rumble - 40 wrestlers, 62 minutes, only one champion.  It was probably the most ridiculous thing I've watched for quite some time. 

So anyway, by the time I get tired it's getting for 1.30am and I have to walk home in the freezing cold.  So I wrap up warm, don my gloves and hat and head out into the nighttime streets of Asagaya.  And the reason I can do this - walk home alone at 1.30am by myself - is because this is what sets Japan apart from so many other places.  I don't feel that walking home at 1.30am is putting myself at too much risk.  The Japanese are always very proud of how much of a "safety country" Japan is, yet older people always seem to be talking about how things are going down hill in terms of crime and delinquency etc (note the rise in crime among the elderly).  What I like about living here is that I don't feel like a potential victim.  When I lived in London, I would always ask Gideon to collect me from Perivale station if I got home after dark, even though Perivale was not like living in crime central at all.  In fact, I was thinking about this on the way home from the Royal Rumble.  I passed by a really drunk guy and then passed another couple of guys on their way home from work or bars.  Had this been in England, I more likely than not would have picked up my pace and avoided them, and although I still felt quite on edge being by myself, I knew that more likely than not, I would get home safely.

And that is your answer for Day 13 of the Japan meme.

I woke up last night with a horrid sore throat and then failed to get back to sleep for much of the night, despite taking painkillers.  This morning it felt worse, so I booked a trip to the doctor and cancelled tonight's class.  I still got through High School despite progressively losing my voice (no illness could make me lose THAT much money) and then went to see the nice doctor who told me it's just a cold, and not pharyngyitis or any of the other things I was concerned about.  Which is good, but still denies me Japanese prescription drugs, which are pretty special.

On the High School note, I received some feedback from my students, only 40% of whom claim to make any effort to review or study for their English classes, according to the survey.  The ratings were somewhat erratic, but my favourite bit was the comments.  Students were allowed to make comments, both good and bad, and some of mine included:  "She is pretty and I can learn English", "She's pretty and friendly", "She is good at drawing pictures so it was fun!", "Since the teacher changed the lesson is much more interesting",  "She is good at motivating us" and "Genki".  I liked the ones about being pretty best of all - living in Japan makes me feel like a monster sometimes. The negatives mainly focused on not having a Japanese teacher translating every instruction, though one said: "Ishii should work more", "Ishii" being Ishii-sensei, who I never actually ask to do much other than translate for me, so not his fault. 

Now I have a free evening, I'm not quite sure what to do with it.  Maybe some drawing, some writing and some reading in bed!! Perhaps I should give the bunny some attention as well!!

Here I am looking pretty, despite being sick, on holiday:


Jun. 27th, 2002 11:26 pm
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UURGHH! YUCK! I had to wear a suit yesterday! I look like an idiot in a suit! I at least endeavoured to go all black save for my funky iridescent red knee length jacket. I went to the London Graduate Recruitment Fair and ponced about with all the younger and far more qualified members of society. I spoke to the BBC and the Guardian and also a company called Nova who teach English in Japan. That'll scare you all, me going to the other side of the world. Or is more scary that I will be doing what I always suspected would happen - teaching English? Sounds good though, doesn't it?

The fair was in Islington, which is far more posh than I remember. I felt the urge to give into the corporate crap and wandered about with a frappacino. Then I got the fear so went to Camden where I began to feel much better. I bought an Opeth album which cheered me up too.

Gideon has a gig in Putney tonight. Should be amusing as it will be Pillow Talk's ( first London gig and mention has been made of 80 people turning up. Good luck...

Well, on the upside I have a job interview next week with an advertising agency in Maidenhead. My more nightime and pessimistic self holds little hope of an outcome, though my skipping-in-the-fields daytime self says otherwise. We shall see...

I've been re-reading "Pride and Prejudice", spurred on by the BBC re-showing the adaptation. I forgot how good it was! It helps that we have it on video so I have been reading and watching in conjunction. I keep finding myself talking like them which is worrying...

What shall I do this weekend? I have been busy since I got back so this will the first unplanned one. Not sure I fancy Reading after the last fiasco, and due to a lack of funds. It may be a night in with the DVD player while all my PVC hangs limp in the wardrobe... alas!


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