I was reading a fellow exchange Sophian's blog when I remembered I had one too. I just blogged the weekend before the Disney weekend, and that was last weekend. So I haven't blogged for nearly 2 weeks already. Cheers.

Those who have been following my photo updates on facebook wouldn't have to read all these to find out what I've been up to. But then again, there are certain things which can't be portrayed through pictures.

Like waking up at 6 for two consecutive mornings and sacrificing lunch breaks to start and finish two separate essays. The Disney weekend seriously burned all of us, considering it took us at least an hour to travel to the train station, and another hour back. The Disney resort one I mean. Of course it was my own fault that I didn't bother to get them done beforehand, and I already knew that weekend wouldn't involve any work done.

The same situation next week.
Supposedly a trip to Nikko next weekend, and I have mid-terms the following week. 3 in fact; one Kanbun and two Japanese. To go, or not to go?

Already going for some soccer tournament this Saturday. Asian Cup finals or something, between Korea and Saudi Arabia. None of the other girls were interested though ):

And we bought tickets to see Joe Hisaishi's concert next January! (: my friends all said his name in Chinese though, so I didn't have any idea who he was until Yifen told me he composed for the animated films.

Sometimes, I think I regret taking this subject combination. Maybe I should have taken Intensive Japanese and all I would need to focus on was Japanese and Japanese alone. After all, that was what I mainly came here for, right?

Kanbun is a pain in the ass.
My teacher is nice, but I can't really follow the class. She talks to the whiteboard and only the first row can hear (the serious students go so early and 'chop' the first row so I can't sit there). When I ask questions, I have no fooking clue what she tries to tell me. Zero. Zilch. I stayed for 15 minutes after class once to tell her that I can't catch up in class. All she told me was to practise. That's helpful. Really. And she says 'Yes I know what you're talking about." No you don't. And the students sitting the last two rows cannot shut the fuck up. There are probably about 6-7 exchange students in the class of roughly 30, and I have the noobest level of Japanese. The Caucasian guy sitting in front of me used to ask Stanley how to say shut up in Chinese. Because the Japanese students would understand it in English. Then again, they might, in Chinese too. Whatever.

So all I can do now is to do what I can do myself. And get this class over and done with. Spending nearly 6000yen on those dictionaries was pointless. I cross out each day on the schedule when the class ends. Looking forward to more crosses.

Creative Writing is fine. But the lame thing is that I could (or actually did) do that sort of subject back in Melbourne, so why bother doing it here? But what's done is done. Another subject to get through, done and over with.

Anthropology is quite fun. Readings. Only the exchange students pretty much contributed to the discussions. Next presentation coming up soon.

Japanese. Nothing much to say. Last subject to complete my Diploma in Modern Languages. So I better do well in this. 90 is considered an A, and I don't know how they are taking down our marks.

Can't skip class here unlike in Melbourne.

That's pretty much it I guess.