Trainwreck

It has almost been a week since my last post . . . I even believe the reason to be legitimate this time around. I chose to wait till the weekend to post and as things turned out, the opportunity and/or energy to update was unavailable to me due to lack of energy or actual time physically spent at home. Essentially, the weekend was nonstop 0_0

As I have said, Saturdays at work are usually the busiest and getting home somewhat fatigued is not an unusual thing. This week was no different, and I had originally prepared for this in planning to take advantage of some downtime before living up the weekend like I usually do. I had made plans with a friend from the US to meet up at around 1130ish, but those were drastically changed and moved up by two hours just as I got home from work. Thus, I spent an hour coordinating with other friends I had invited out and ended up rushing out the door in order to catch the right train to meet up. I should note I managed to not have dinner either . . . bad idea as some can imagine I'm sure.

I met up with my friends at the right spot and they had a beer for me on hand and I started drinking on the train -_- It was chill though and really nice to see my friend again. Though I felt kind of bad for all the Japanese people on the train. We were kind of loud and that is mildly (probably more) rude here. We had to switch trains along the way, and during our switch we made friends with a group of drunk Japanese people heading in a similar direction as us and finished our trip talking to them and having our fun. I felt less bad bout being loud since some actual Japanese had joined our banter. It was a fun trek.

We get to our destination with no ill affect and my coworker joined us not too long after we had arrived. The event we ended up at was in Enoshima on a peninsula that reminded me of something akin to how Coronado is connected to SD. The friend of one of my companions had rented out a bar, hired two crappy DJ's, and had the place open all night. Needless to say I got pretty drunk, acted plenty dumb, and had a good time. My coworker and I ended up leaving at around 445 for the first train heading back to our homes (after a nap hehe) and feeling rather hung-over. When I got home, I went straight to bed and woke up still not feeling at my best . . . ick. I NEED TO EAT BEFORE I DRINK!

I chilled for a bit in the apartment and handled some chores for a little while and was out the door after not too long. I went to Yokohama with a friend to check out "Egypt's Sunken Treasures," an archeological exhibition that had recently come to the area. It was mildly interesting, but I could not get over how crowded it was. Anything that could be read or just observed had a line one had to wait in to get a turn. Crazy stuff. We didn’t stay too long.

From there, we went rock climbing for a couple of hours at this gym that my companion stumbled on in her time here. It wasn't a gym with a tall wall(s), but rather a shorter facility with 8 different walls. Instead of just climbing on to any rock one sees, the gym labels the different grips according to color and shape in order to restrict and control the difficulty of certain climbing routes. It was actually really challenging, but a lot of fun at the same time. My forarms are still sore to be completely honest lol. Then we saw "The Half Blood Prince" right after. It is a long movie and I just managed to catch the last train home and wasn’t in bed until about 130 and had to be up at 730. I was not looking forward to it.

The reason I had to be up early was for another follow up training for my job. No biggie, but the trick about the situation was that it was located in a city that took me about an hour and 45 minutes to get to. Thus, I was up early and riding hella packed trains as I was riding during peak use hours (both ways). It is quite the adventure. The training was all right, but I found something that was bugging me bout the trainers. Something always rubbed me wrong when I was around them actually, and I finally pinpointed what it was that was vexing me. For the sake of professionalism (I assume), they are fake as hell with us. I understand to do that may important in maintaining harmony between Japanese and foreign staff at the schools, but it just bothers me that the trainers can’t even level with us. Neither they nor us are Japanese, and them acting the way they do makes me feel like I am being treated like a child or a customer that cannot handle honesty. I know I am a weirdo, but I find it disrespectful. I am glad I don’t have to work in a situation under them for a long time if ever again.

Anyway, since the training ended at 8:00, I got home late and just went to bed as I was totally drained and really out of it. The fatigue even carried over into today, but I attribute that more to my body trying to recover my assaulted arm and back muscles that were still achy. Hopefully I will be back to normal in the morning. School was good. Tuesdays aren’t particularly busy for me and today was a good day as any. One funny thing was I found out that one of my students likes Tom Cruise. I thought it funny and immediately thought of my Mom. I even told the student that my Mom liked him. I like moments like that ^_^

Well I am gonna head off now. I hope all is well and this catches you amidst good times <3>