My big Japanese test is this weekend, and I’ve been studying for it since summer. It’s kind of the reason I put Crazy Sunshine on hold! I’m not very confident that I’ll pass, but there’s always next summer if things don’t go so well!
Speaking of things not going so well, they really aren’t! Here’s a couple of awful things that have happened recently:
My poor car’s rusted front axle snapped in half in the middle of a busy intersection, but I managed to barely avoid a disastrous death by handbrake skidding into a nearby sidewalk. It took hours for the Japanese Automobile Federation to arrive at the scene and – naturally – the police also came to avert traffic away from the crash site. Well, I say crash, but I was told by the cops it was the neatest and most compact accident they had ever seen. Since no other drivers or objects were damaged in the process of skidding to an almost untimely death, I didn’t have face any charges, but the towing and repair bill made my wallet weep.
Winter is here. You know what that means by now. Snowstorms, hailstorms, and mountains of white, fluffy bullshit. I have turned into such a sloth that even getting up and going to work makes me want to just curl up in a ball and hibernate the moment I step outside. Despite my car being fixed and outfitted with winter tyres, it’s still making an awfully scary rattling noise near the front wheels! My gas stove is also on the brink, despite it just being fixed, and of course, who could forget the classic phrase “Sorry, I can’t come into work this morning, my shower is covered in ice” finally came into play for the first time this year.
Over the weekend, Rie and I put up the Christmas tree for my third Christmas in Japan and my last Christmas in Aomori. It wasn’t all tinsel and glitter though, as some sort of bug bite, dust allergy, or maybe even a Yuletide poison swept through the room, as we wound up with giant lumps all over our faces the next day. It turns out that after five years of living in this run-down shack of a house I have finally caught a rare skin disease that only affects either people living in run-down shacks, or goats. Great. I am on antibiotics and currently spring cleaning the entire house in the middle of Winter. My butt is frozen as I type this.
Leading us back to the test. It’s on Sunday. My incredibly close friend Alice is visiting Japan this week and wants to hang out this weekend. I can’t turn down the offer, especially since I have no idea when I will see her next! Awful timing, mixed with a face that looks like the backside of a baboon, and a car that is almost on its last legs, all while being covered in sixty eight blankets of snow.
Isn’t life just grand sometimes?
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