Yet Another All Nighter

I had Yoshimatsu-sensei’s Japanese lesson in the morning, in which we finished the lessons grammar work. I can indicate that a value is a minimum about (“at least”) and I can say if I think a number is excessive. Excellent, exciting, and very technical stuff, don’t you think? I had curry-rice for lunch, served to me by the grumpy-lady, as I now refer to her as. She never smiles. I much prefer the other lady, who is extremely tiny, as she has is a lot happier and with whom I sometimes have a little chat, normally about the weather.

In the afternoon, James, Lauma, and I went to Ohnishi-sensei’s Japanese class, where we had to write another composition. It was my last, she told me, and it was on the awful subject of “surprises.” I am slightly worried that I have no emotions, or something, as I have no recollection of ever being surprised. I just take it all in my stride. Anyway, I wrote more than I had ever written before about how I have not been surprised whilst being in Japan, and why. It is a little odd to read, I think.

I did not come home, but instead stayed in the international office with James and Felicity, as I was covering James’ Linden Hall shift whilst he worked elsewhere. I mostly played on my Nintendo DS and talked a little Japanese with Maki-san. It is all good practice.

Linden Hall was fine, I guess, though Louis was his usual handful. He pushes us as much as he can, and Flick even took him outside to have words with him. Some of the first years were also a little annoying as two of them would not even come and join in with everybody else. They insisted on hiding in the library, which I just let them get on with after a while. Another, called Chihiro, was very sweet though. She has the same name as the girl in Spirited Away. Anyway, we had them concoct a story, one sentence each, which saw a monster kill the hamster with a fireball before devouring one of the kids in the class, Terumasa. Interesting. Then we let them loose on colouring in and sudoku, which the older kids seem to enjoy, i.e. Ryo.

Playing with them afterwards was quite tiring. We were in the gym and I somehow ended up in “goal” whilst three of the boys kicked balls at me. It was quite fun, I guess. I came home on my own and sat next to one of Nozomi’s friends whose name I used to know. We chatted for a little while, before I went to sleep! I had a not so tasty dinner with Brendan.

In the evening we went out to celebrate Rushen's birthday, which was yesterday. We all went to a restaurant called Tattoo for drinks, except for Lauma who could not come. Akiko came as well. We gave Rushen his present of an England shirt, but it turns out that he has already got one. Oh, well. The plan is now to change it for a Japan version. Binks, Ciarán, and James went home, though I was convinced in to staying, thus scarpering my plans to catch the last train home.

We moved on to Fubar, where the boss, Jodi, had set aside the new VIP room for us. It is just a tiny square of a room opposite the bar, with windows around, so it is not particularly private. It was fun though, as he also gave Rushen a bottle of champagne, which we all drank. We spent the night drinking, dancing and talking. At 5am, when it was already getting light, we moved on to a different club, called Safari, which was a dive, full of posers. We did not stay long, though, and were soon piling six of us into Akiko's car for the journey home.