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Streaks on the China never mattered before

Who cares? April is once again upon us which, in Japan, means sakura. I vowed not to do the hanami thing this year and I made it till about mid-April. My friend Aya invited me to a cruise. A cruise through Sakura-nomiya. Oh well. Maybe my boycott will be more succesful next year. At least this year it was late enough that there were no crowds. It was also very windy, which means the sakura blossems were coming down like rain. The only thing worse than gagging on a rogue petal lodged in your throat is doing it every 10 minutes.






Afterwards we went for Okonomiyaki in the true Osaka fashion.





April also means the new school year starts up again. Since last semester I only had 9 classes, I decided to kick it up a notch. I've got class 16 times a week now. This semester my classes include: Japanese History, something I am barely qualified to study at a high-school level, let alone University level. Korean, which works incredibly well being taught in Japanese, as they are such similar languages. Chinese, which works collosally poorly being taught in Japanese. Philosophy, which seems mildly interesting, aside from the 3 essays I'll have to write. Civil Law, which seems interesting except that one of the 2 text books is 2000 pages of dense text and the professor expects us to bring it to class every week. Business Law, which seems really boring, but at least the text book is small. Theory of Business Administration, snooze. Theory of Business Strategy, shoot me now. Computer Science, at least I can surf the internet. Biology, focusing on the business aspects of. And a couple others that don't really translate well. 専門導入演習 and 情報とキャリア.


Finally, April saw the arrival of two very much needed care packages. The first is from my ex-gf Ann. Click it for explanations.


The second, and much more important package came from my father, who knew that with summer approaching, I would be in serious trouble without:

They wear a disguise...

...to look like human guys. Time moves really slowly when you are trying not to spend money but have nothing to do.

For one thing its hard not to spend money. I bought a fancy new white (mistake) leather chair. At one point I let it get a little too close to a heater I had on the floor and it sort of caught the back on fire a bit, but only on the bottom. So now it looks like my chair shit itself. I also bought a new snazzy dirt-magnet rug, and it finally warmed up so the futon came off the kotatsu. Of course the day I did that it got really cold again so I want to put it back, but am too lazy to dig it back out of the closet.



Finally Heejin is back in Osaka for a job interview. Hopefully she lands it because I really need a good drinking buddy. Both of us haven't drank as much as we used to, and nowhere near as much as we usually do when we get together, so our tollerance has gone down. We still managed to put down a respectable 8 or 9 pints (mugs?) a piece. So much for saving money...

Back to the Lesson at Hand

Back to the lazy life in Japan. After coming back after New Years, Winter break ended and I had a week and a half of classes. Then Spring Break started. In January. Until the middle of April.

In the meantime I gave out the souvineers from America, had a birthday, and tried to kill 3 months without spending any money. Japanese holidays that didn't affect me like hinamatsuri and seijin no hi came and went.




One of Mina's clients works as a wedding planner in a large Cathedral-esque building that is completely out of place anywhere in Asia. She invited us to a free tour of the facilities, which were nice. However in this case "tour" meant "pretend you are planning your wedding so you can get the grand treatment." It was nice, albeit an uncomfortable experience. At least we got a free wedding dinner out of it with all the beer I could drink. And I could drink a lot of beer.




Just shoot me now...