I guess everybody's got to go through a period where things are really tough. Ohterwise they won't appreciate the good times. I hope this is my time, cause if life get's much more rough than this then what's the whole goddamn point. I'll tell you what I want to do. I want to give up. I want to go home and curl up under mom's wing and hide forever. Or for awhile. I want to spend all my miserable moments with momm and daddy and grandma and then I want to get a stupid, simple job at a cafe making coffee and soup and pasta. But I can't do that. I can't and I won't because the person I love is with me here. But why did I have to fall in love with a guy who has plans and adventures calling? He doesn't want a simple life. There'll be no settling down and getting a house and a dog and a cat and kids anytime soon. I'm so sorry, momm. Sorry for me, too.
I don't know why I'm bitching. I had a great week and a lovely weekend. Wednesday was a holiday so we went to an election party (it was tuesday night in the land of stupid politics) and didn't stay long cause it was dull as dirt and we knew what the gruesome outcome would be. When we left we gave Mike and CharlieTy a ride home but stopped at Shimoda Mall on the way and met Ewen and the other Charlie there. We kind of hung out, sort of shopped and generally had some fun (I've always liked being the only girl in a bunch of guys - no! it's not anything kinky).
After another 2 days of school visits it was the weekend!! On Friday night we went to an English conversation group that's adopted us and we talked about other country's troops in Iraq with mostly kind old Japanese men. We were invited to a Thanksgiving dinner at the house of the other native English speaker in the group so that's nice. I've been worried about being a bit sad on Thanksgiving. You know, this'll be the first time in my life not to spend Thanksgiving in Cayucos with the family. Imagine that.
On Saturday we drove around looking at the fall colors and then went out on the town for the evening. I dressed up just a bit so felt nice and we ate too much. It was a lovely evening. On Sunday we walked downtown again and had lunch at a new place we've found called 'Colonial Living' (say it, 'koroniaru rivin', and you have some idea of how the Japanese pronounce English) that was supposed to have some Vietnamese food. I thought it was pretty good, but Jesse said it wasn't very Vietnamese. I'm excited about anything here that's even a little bit, uh, ethnic (it sounds wrong to say, "anything not Japanese", but that's what I mean). Then we sat at the coffee shop for a few hours and I finished reading "Life of Pi". Wow, it was FANTASTIC. Then we went home and I made pasta out of what was in the cupboards and it was good!
Anyhoo, my 1 hour tea break is over. I've finished the banana bread my supervisor gave me this morning (she said banana cake, but it was definitely the "bread" type of cooked banana treat) and it's time to do some real work. Like shopping at on-line jcrew.