This afternoon, I signed a one year contract for a new job. I can’t say much about it, other than it’s teaching. I’m hoping to use the money for Japanese lessons, which will hopefully help me pass some more tests, so I can get a really good job in the future. I can’t express, with words, my relief of finding another job.
I see this interesting window every time I work in Tsu, Mie.
I remember a wall in my great grandmother’s kitchen being made of this sort of tile. When I was little, I thought they were the most epic thing ever.
Had to fill a cavity in, which involved getting a shot of novocaine into the crook of my jaw. Fun. So, now I can’t open my mouth more than a half centimetre and half my tongue is all tingly. Before, my tonsils went numb. I really hate when they can’t shot the novocaine straight into the surrounding gums.
Time goes by so fast these days, it seems. I remember, as a kid, I used to complain so much that time never moved fast enough. My mom would often– and still does– warn me that once you reached a certain age it would fly by and that I would want those slow moving days back. She was right.
Today marks “the last day of summer” by American standards. It’s labor day, a day that is for rest. It is also the day to acknowledge that the time for rest is over (for most the end of June through today is considered “vacation time” in some form or another). Soon, kids will go back to school, and everyone will start gearing up towards the holidays– which starts earlier and earlier each year.