Today was a relatively easy day at school. The students in one of my classes were so noisy and disruptive that the teacher was moved to apologize for them. One of my students figured out that I speak a little Japanese and we had the longest conversation I’ve ever had in Japanese. The history teacher continued his campaign to use up all my free time by asking me to teach another class of his next month.
I still managed to get in almost two hours of studying though. It’s always nice to get in a couple of hours at school, and I try to lay off the studying a little more that night.
For dinner I made a noodle soup that turned out pretty nicely. It was a combination of Mexican and Japanese, but in the end it worked out great. Low fat, too.
I’ve been having a strange night at home. About an hour ago, someone put a key in my door and tried to open it. I froze where I was. Kuniko has my spare key, but she was supposed to be at work in Osaka – a whole bunch of scary scenarios flashed through my head before whoever was at the door realized they were trying to get in the wrong apartment and left.
I got a phone call from some lady. It was weird because she didn’t try to identify herself, and she asked whether I was married, what country I was from, and other personal information. I couldn’t follow exactly why she wanted the information. She offered to give me a pamphlet, but I turned her down. She kept lingering on the phone, even though I’m sure she could tell that I didn’t have a clue. Finally I asked what her name was, in very direct Japanese. That got her attention, and she wrapped up the call really quick. Was it a stalker? A telemarketer? Strange.
It seems that I’m settling into a routine based around my apartment and weekend trips to Osaka. Although I’ve been hiking occasionally, I’ve been getting the urge to see some stuff maybe a little farther off. I’ve been trying to save money lately by spending less, but maybe I should plan a little trip one of these weekends.
