Today in school we dealt with a slightly lighter topic than a women’s dead husband, choosing instead to focus on how from outer space the constant warring of nations and man’s supposed difficulties appear trivial and insignificant. It is amazing to think that this level of Japanese is being used in the classroom whilst I try in vein to remember the adjective for soft (yawarakai). Next week we have an end of unit test (which must be passed in order to progress to the next level), the speaking element of which has a Role Playing section. Providing that the role I am asked to play is that of a clueless Gaijin, who has only just understood what is meant by a Volitional verb (kind-of), then I’ll be fine. Otherwise I am pretty certain that my ineptitude will be observable even from space.
Today marked one of my favourite times of the month: rent day, or as I like to call it ‘ritual humiliation day’. You would have thought that given my length of time spent living in Japan (almost 10 months), as well as the sample paying-in slip that was so kindly provided to me, that I would be beyond error; well you would be wrong. Today, a slightly off-kilter character meant that I had to start the whole thing from scratch, loosing my place in the queue in the process. At least they were showing some Japanese TV, as my inability to understand even a basic romantic drama did wonders for my temperament.