Ayashiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

One of the most annoying parts of Japanese school culture to me is that random-ass peeps just come to our school to sell stuff and everyone has to be nice to them (well, for the most part) and host them and be like "Yes, you can sell random shit here, have some green tea!!!" I really don’t get it at all and it annoys me and I ignore the bitches (of course they ignore me too since I am a whitey). The only time I have ever listened to any of them is when a guy came during the summer trying to sell a $2,000 water filter (okay, first of all who cares that much about healthy water, and second of all, why would you be like "Let’s go school-to-school and sell these!!!") because he bought us bentos. Hell, yeah!

Anyway, today marks the sketchiest people so far, as they came in during lunch and set up shop in the back, making everyone clean their kyushoku trays in the hall instead of at the tables that they took over. Anyway, they put this crappy green blanket on top of the table and bust out all of these random-ass ties and shitty t-shirts? Everyone is ignoring the t-shirts, but the teachers are going fucking CRAZY over the ties! There were about ten guy teachers crowding over them all, buying them like mofos! Talk about disposable income, I think I am gonna bring all of the stuff I don’t want in my apartment and sell it in the back of the fucking staffroom, yo!

Anyway, in a country that are total bitches when it comes to sketchy countries like China and stuff, how can they think this is normal and be like “Oh my GOD, give me some of these ties!!!” These people are clazy, yo.

Fucked-up Shit

Dude, I kid around that I work at a ghetto school, but today really proved that it is GHETTO, yo. So I was going to my last class of the day, 3-5, which is a good class except that it has Yoshiki, the worst 3nensei student. He has ADHD and thinks he is hot shit and thinks he owns the school, and the teachers pretty much let him do so, as he always leaves class, runs around, yells, etc. He has been much better this year than last year, as he pretty much just leaves class instead of kicking desks and shit like that while I am teaching. I don't give a shit if he isn’t there, as he wont study anyway.

Anyway, today I am walking to 3-5 and I see Ms. Kimura, my 3nensei JTE, walking ahead of me. All of a sudden Yoshiki comes running really fast past me, laughing and running away from someone, and he pushes Ms. Kimura out of the way so he can hide in a corner thing. However, he accidentally fucking pushed her head-first into the wall! Not just the wall, but like...how do you say? Like the corner? Like. Er. A corner sticking out, not one going in. I don't know English! Anyway, she went head-first into the corner of the wall and all of a sudden she was on the ground and wouldn’t move. It was fucking scary!!! Teachers came and tried to help her up, but she wasn’t moving. So I ran to the nurse's room and got the nurse and ran upstairs with the stretcher to put Ms. Kimura on, and the teachers had to lift her up and put her on there, then she disappeared to the health room! She is still there, recovering, but I think she is okay? The teachers keep saying something about anemia, which makes no sense to me...I don't know if it is the cover story, or what the hell anemia has to do with anything, but yeah. It was FUCKED UP and scary, yo! I taught the class by myself and it was weird to pretend things were normal. FREAKY!!!!

What's even worse is that today was the big day when the BOE people come to observe classes and stuff, so two of them saw the whole thing! I am sure that reflects well on Yabuchu!!!

Teachers aren't as busy as you think!

It always amuses me that Japanese teachers are really busy and stay late and everything, but that they still find time to play at work. I mean, I guess they have to, or they would go muy loco, but it always surprises me. Usually they just waste hours in the shokuinshitsu by gossiping about students, but today the entertainment in the 3nensei group was to check who of us can drink! It was the most Japanese thing ever. So we all got band-aids with rubbing alcohol on them, and we had to put them on the inside of our elbow (is that what you call it?) for seven minutes. Then you take the band-aid off and wait ten minutes, and if it is red it means you are...weak to alcohol. How do you say? Um. A lightweight! Yes. Or that you shouldn't drink. Anyway, none of us were red, so either it doesn’t work or we are all alcoholics, I am not sure which! It was fun, though. Clazy Senseis.