Real Blogging

Random comments from bored Jeff:

-Apparently my 3nensei JTE made it her New Year’s resolution to take our classes really seriously because today she sat down with me for like 45 minutes to talk about today’s lesson?! What the hell? We have never spent more than like five minutes discussing a lesson…this was like real team-teaching shit from JET videos! I don’t like this! It is also only going to be a small class, as half of the students are taking entrance exams. Even after we finished talking, she kept looking over at me, expecting me to say something about the apparently-really-important class? I don’t know. I chose to ignore her and blog instead, hehehe.

-I was once again a dumb American this morning, as the hot-as 3nensei kokugo (Japanese) teacher came up to me (always a joyous occasion) and was like, “I would like you to teach me the origin of the alphabet.” My response: “…………..huh?” He further explained, “You know, like an ‘A’ is an ox head, a ‘B’ is a house, and a ‘C’ is a somethingorsomething…but that’s all I know. Could you teach me the rest?” He then gave me the biggest shocked-while-thinking-I’m-an-idiot-while-trying-to-hide-it face when I informed him that this was all news to me. Thank God for the internet, yo! Um, just so I don’t feel too stupid, did any native speaker reading this actually know the origin of the alphabet?

-Last night we had the first Ota Wednesday potluck in a few weeks at Jenny’s house. Thanks for having us, Jennifer! She made OISHIIIIIIIIIIIIII Thai green curry, and my whole “I’m not eating much this week because I ate so much in Toyama!” diet went to hell. Oh, well, I rode my bike there and back, which is fucking hardcore, yo, so that burned off some of the food. Yes, must justify! I also fear I was way too loud and over-talkative, as I realized afterwards that it was the first time to talk to native speakers of English in a week and a half. Clazy.

-I am hibernating like nobody’s business. (I was gonna write “Just call me Jeff the bear,” but that has an entirely different meaning in gay circles). Anyway, it is truly sad how incredibly content I am with coming home, sitting under the kotatsu (or laying on my futon with the heater on, depending on the mood) and just watching hour after hour of TV. Let’s just say that I have finished a season and a half of Nip/Tuck in like no time. Also, if anyone tells me the Carver’s identity, I will torture you and all of your family! I want to know so bad, but also don’t want to know. Must finish season three PRONTO!

-As I have bitched to everyone in the world, the internet at school has been down for OVER A FUCKING WEEK. What the hell! If anyone wants to join me on the picket line, feel free. I’ll make enough signs for all of us to hold! Something along the lines of, “I’d rather be at home in my comfy bed/But if I have to be at work, I want the world wide web!” And maybe a “It would truly be sublime/If this ghetto school got its ass online.” Feel free to bring your own signs, if you feel so inclined.