So, today I had class 2-5, the worst class in school. This is mainly due to Yoshiki, who is the biggest punk-ass bitch EVER. Yes, I’m a good teacher ;) Anyway, he gets suspended all of the time for doing stupid shit (he comes and goes as he pleases during class, never listens, rips papers up for fun, runs around the class, yells, and talks about sex all of the time. He also thinks he’s really funny and original when he does the same things over and over. And he’s the only “cool” kid who is not justifiably cool…he is nowhere near attractive (ask Cindy!), and he REALLY needs to stop plucking his eyebrows, HOLIE!). However, for how much shit he does, he doesn’t get punished much at all. This is because his dad is soooooooooooooooooooooo in the yakuza and everyone is too afraid to fuck with him. Anyway! So, he had been getting better in the last month, which kinda freaked me out. I think Nacchan and her mom pulled some strings for me, as I wasn’t aware they were family friends when I was bitching about him (hmm, how do you say “foot in mouth” in Japanese?).
Well, today Yoshiki made up for the month of semi-goodness. I kinda pissed him off at the beginning of class by noting that his face was really freaking red for no reason, and by asking if he went to Okinawa. I guess he can’t handle being commented on, even tho he always comments on everyone else, hehe. Like I said, I’m a good teacher! Anyway, I could tell he was already in a bad mood, tho, for whatever reason. Then when we were starting bingo he started yelling at people randomly, but I tried to ignore him…there was definitely tension in the class, but I couldn’t tell why. Some of the girls were getting really defensive and yelling back at him. Then all of a sudden he started yelling at Ms. Kimura. I turned to see how the rest of the class was doing when I heard three huge crashes, which were the result of him kicking his desk as hard as he could onto the ground, then through the walkway between desks. It was sooooooooo loud, he was fucking angry! Another teacher came in and thankfully got rid of him for the rest of the class.
What was all of this drama about, you ask? Well, it appears as though someone had the nerve to STEAL his pencil case! DUM DUM DUM! Um, yeah. (note to American readers: Asians LOVE pencil cases. Apparently a desk is not a proper place to keep one’s pencils and pens (of which they have an amazing amount), so they need a $10 pencil case with their favorite character on it to do the job) All of the yelling was him accusing various people near his desk of stealing his pencil case, followed by them denying any knowledge of what happened.
All of this drama totally fucked up the first half of the class, as everyone was distracted, but it turned out okay in the end, because at least he wasn’t there for most of the class. Hehe.
Thus concludes Jeff’s Michelle Pfeiffer story of the day.
Friday, January 27, 2006
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Let’s move to OGLE-2005-BLG-390Lb!
K, this is nerdy, but it's interesting-ish. Might want to work on the name, tho.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Just another day in GHETTO Yabu
Oh my god….so, I am sitting in the staffroom during my break period and I hear this repeated noise that sounds like someone behind me is breaking sticks or doing something constructive. I ignored it for a couple minutes, thinking someone was making something. After it continues for a while, I finally look around to discover that this Sensei is fucking barefoot, clipping his god damn toenails in the middle of the staffroom!!!!!! Um, EWWW. In WHAT kind of ghetto-ass culture is that okay?
This is the Sensei who literally has nothing to do….I have NO clue what he teaches, but he isn’t old enough to be a “he came with the building, we’ll pay him to wander the halls” type of sensei. So, instead he just spends all day long looking at Yahoo auctions. And apparently clips his toenails when he is bored with that.
Did I mention ewww?
This is the Sensei who literally has nothing to do….I have NO clue what he teaches, but he isn’t old enough to be a “he came with the building, we’ll pay him to wander the halls” type of sensei. So, instead he just spends all day long looking at Yahoo auctions. And apparently clips his toenails when he is bored with that.
Did I mention ewww?
Monday, January 23, 2006
Every day is an adventure
I woke up this morning and was getting ready to go to work and I noticed it was REALLY cold in the house....I am used to it being cold in the mornings, but today was particularly cold. I checked the weather and it was -3, which backed up my theory. I glanced out the window and the sun wasn't out at all, so I figured that was the reason.
Anyway, I am all ready and I get my stuff and head out the door, prepared for a cold bike ride, only to be greeted by a freaking SNOW STORM happening outside!!!!!!!!! Not only was it snowing really hard, but there was Gunma wind on top of it!!!! Eek! It was QUITE the adventure on the way to school, as I was going against the wind and I literally could barely see anything with the snow being blown into my eyes! Too bad it's not Oregon, as school def. would have been cancelled! :)
Anyway, the snow has of course stopped now that I'm warm inside the staffroom.....crazy weather!
Anyway, I am all ready and I get my stuff and head out the door, prepared for a cold bike ride, only to be greeted by a freaking SNOW STORM happening outside!!!!!!!!! Not only was it snowing really hard, but there was Gunma wind on top of it!!!! Eek! It was QUITE the adventure on the way to school, as I was going against the wind and I literally could barely see anything with the snow being blown into my eyes! Too bad it's not Oregon, as school def. would have been cancelled! :)
Anyway, the snow has of course stopped now that I'm warm inside the staffroom.....crazy weather!
Another Lazy Weekend
I am fucking ADDICTED to lazy weekends now. Expect to never see me outside of Ota borders from now on! Well, not really, but I am definitely enjoying hibernating, or at least staying as close to home as possible.
Friday night I went to yummy sushi in Ota with Cindy, Jenny, Sean and Emily…I was very disappointed in us, as it was kaiten, and none of us managed more than like 6-7 plates?! What’s wrong with us?! Tsk tsk tsk. I guess we made up for it, tho, by going to dessert afterwards at Fujiya (where we met up with Tim). Fujiya in Ota did NOT live up to my expectations; what’s up with that? Hrm. Disappointing.
After dessert, we went to a bar where we paid to get lung cancer. It was a teeny bar with NO ventilation and LOTS of cigarettes. It was fucking nasty, and I was even less amused because I was wearing a sweater I had JUST had dry-cleaned. Smoking bitches! Meh. We quickly fled from there and went to another bar at the end of the strip, where Sean accidentally ordered the girliest drink in history. I was muy amused. Then I had to leave for the damn last train, which I am officially tired of, yo. Fucking Japan! (I am bitter today, so expect a bitter post :)
Friday night I miraculously got an AMAZING amount of sleep….I woke up at fucking 11:30! That hasn’t happened in forever….mmmm, it was amazing. Cindy and I did a walking/shopping tour of Ota and realized that shops and restaurants aren’t nearly as far as we thought they were. We need to be less lazy from now on and our list of walkable restaurants will grow substantially.
On our walking trip, we went to Barikiya, a ramen shop that we had been to before. I was excited, as I hadn’t had ramen in months, but little did I know that two orders of ATTEMPTED MURDER were in our future!!!!
So, while looking at the menu, Cindy and I noticed that they had both “spicy” ramen and “particularly spicy” ramen, which, it was noted, is for “challengers.” This is pretty much our conversation while looking at the menu:
“Should we do spicy or extra spicy?”
“Well, it probably isn’t that spicy, we’re in Japan!”
“Yeah, it probably isn’t even spicy in American standards. Let’s do extra spicy!”
“Hmm, it says it’s for ‘challengers.’ Oh, well, I’m sure it’s fine!”
Um, yes, it was very much NOT FINE! It was pretty much a big bowl of stomachache-causing FIRE. It was the most embarrassing and least enjoyable lunch ever. Not only were we sweating, snotty, and crying, but we had to find sneaky ways to somehow make it less spicy. After adding every single sauce possible at the table (which, those of you who have been to a Japanese ramen bar know, is quite a lot), we resorted to sneakily adding entire glasses of iced tea in order to water down the spicy demon known as ramen broth. Because it was the broth that was spicy, it immediately went through our systems and gave us stomachaches WHILE eating! NOT a good sign!!!!
This really begs the question: why would they have that on the menu in Japan? This is a country in which the “Mexican” restaurant at Disney Sea had to ask every single customer that ordered the lunch special, “The jalapeno sauce is a little bit spicy, is that okay, or do you want to change your order?” (BTW, after tasting the sauce, even Japanese people said it was sweet, and not spicy at all. I believe they used one jalapeno in the entire pot of sauce). How could something that could kill me and Cindy be acceptable at all in Japanese terms?! Damn ramen bar!
After feeling beyond disgusting and on the brink of death, we continued our walking tour, and I finally got an external hard drive for my computer (about eight months after I intended to). Yay nerdy toys.
Saturday night consisted of yummy dinner at Nacchan’s, some wine, and movies. Yes, very stressful.
Sunday I talked to Eduardo for like three hours! It was great, and made for a muy happy Jeff! I also talked to my parents, and watched an unhealthy amount of TV, which I won’t divulge, for fear of judgment.
All in all, a very good weekend!
Friday night I went to yummy sushi in Ota with Cindy, Jenny, Sean and Emily…I was very disappointed in us, as it was kaiten, and none of us managed more than like 6-7 plates?! What’s wrong with us?! Tsk tsk tsk. I guess we made up for it, tho, by going to dessert afterwards at Fujiya (where we met up with Tim). Fujiya in Ota did NOT live up to my expectations; what’s up with that? Hrm. Disappointing.
After dessert, we went to a bar where we paid to get lung cancer. It was a teeny bar with NO ventilation and LOTS of cigarettes. It was fucking nasty, and I was even less amused because I was wearing a sweater I had JUST had dry-cleaned. Smoking bitches! Meh. We quickly fled from there and went to another bar at the end of the strip, where Sean accidentally ordered the girliest drink in history. I was muy amused. Then I had to leave for the damn last train, which I am officially tired of, yo. Fucking Japan! (I am bitter today, so expect a bitter post :)
Friday night I miraculously got an AMAZING amount of sleep….I woke up at fucking 11:30! That hasn’t happened in forever….mmmm, it was amazing. Cindy and I did a walking/shopping tour of Ota and realized that shops and restaurants aren’t nearly as far as we thought they were. We need to be less lazy from now on and our list of walkable restaurants will grow substantially.
On our walking trip, we went to Barikiya, a ramen shop that we had been to before. I was excited, as I hadn’t had ramen in months, but little did I know that two orders of ATTEMPTED MURDER were in our future!!!!
So, while looking at the menu, Cindy and I noticed that they had both “spicy” ramen and “particularly spicy” ramen, which, it was noted, is for “challengers.” This is pretty much our conversation while looking at the menu:
“Should we do spicy or extra spicy?”
“Well, it probably isn’t that spicy, we’re in Japan!”
“Yeah, it probably isn’t even spicy in American standards. Let’s do extra spicy!”
“Hmm, it says it’s for ‘challengers.’ Oh, well, I’m sure it’s fine!”
Um, yes, it was very much NOT FINE! It was pretty much a big bowl of stomachache-causing FIRE. It was the most embarrassing and least enjoyable lunch ever. Not only were we sweating, snotty, and crying, but we had to find sneaky ways to somehow make it less spicy. After adding every single sauce possible at the table (which, those of you who have been to a Japanese ramen bar know, is quite a lot), we resorted to sneakily adding entire glasses of iced tea in order to water down the spicy demon known as ramen broth. Because it was the broth that was spicy, it immediately went through our systems and gave us stomachaches WHILE eating! NOT a good sign!!!!
This really begs the question: why would they have that on the menu in Japan? This is a country in which the “Mexican” restaurant at Disney Sea had to ask every single customer that ordered the lunch special, “The jalapeno sauce is a little bit spicy, is that okay, or do you want to change your order?” (BTW, after tasting the sauce, even Japanese people said it was sweet, and not spicy at all. I believe they used one jalapeno in the entire pot of sauce). How could something that could kill me and Cindy be acceptable at all in Japanese terms?! Damn ramen bar!
After feeling beyond disgusting and on the brink of death, we continued our walking tour, and I finally got an external hard drive for my computer (about eight months after I intended to). Yay nerdy toys.
Saturday night consisted of yummy dinner at Nacchan’s, some wine, and movies. Yes, very stressful.
Sunday I talked to Eduardo for like three hours! It was great, and made for a muy happy Jeff! I also talked to my parents, and watched an unhealthy amount of TV, which I won’t divulge, for fear of judgment.
All in all, a very good weekend!
Battleship Blunders
(Disclaimer for non-JETs reading this to say that this is referring to Battleship using grammar and stuff, not just shit like “A4,” “Hit!” kind of shit. I’m not THAT bad of a teacher!)
K, so what is with Japanese kids NOT being good at Battleship whatsoever?! First of all, they always seem to be surprised at the violence of it (which I guess makes sense…”Let’s make a game of destroying battleships! Great for kids of all ages!”), but they really don’t seem to understand the game whatsoever.
I was explaining the rules to my 3nensei the other day, who I KNOW have played it countless times, and when I was telling them the response to say if their battleship gets hit, they were like “Huh? But then your partner knows there’s a ship there!” Um……..yes, that’s kind of the point!
There’s usually an odd number of kids in the classroom, so I have to play with one of the students, and apparently they don’t understand battleship strategy, either, because they’ll hit a ship, then go on the complete other side of the board and not try to sink said ship? Hmm.
This is all extremely surprising because, last time I checked my history textbook, Japanese people are really good at hitting and sinking battleships….what has happened in the last 60 years?!
Hee hee, I am such a bitch. I wonder how long it will be after posting this that I suddenly get deported.
K, so what is with Japanese kids NOT being good at Battleship whatsoever?! First of all, they always seem to be surprised at the violence of it (which I guess makes sense…”Let’s make a game of destroying battleships! Great for kids of all ages!”), but they really don’t seem to understand the game whatsoever.
I was explaining the rules to my 3nensei the other day, who I KNOW have played it countless times, and when I was telling them the response to say if their battleship gets hit, they were like “Huh? But then your partner knows there’s a ship there!” Um……..yes, that’s kind of the point!
There’s usually an odd number of kids in the classroom, so I have to play with one of the students, and apparently they don’t understand battleship strategy, either, because they’ll hit a ship, then go on the complete other side of the board and not try to sink said ship? Hmm.
This is all extremely surprising because, last time I checked my history textbook, Japanese people are really good at hitting and sinking battleships….what has happened in the last 60 years?!
Hee hee, I am such a bitch. I wonder how long it will be after posting this that I suddenly get deported.
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