Boo Japan

Days like today make the thought of leaving this country positively ecstatic. Jump up and down, cry from happiness, run through the streets shouting, ecstatic. It wasn’t a good day. Let’s break it down:

• I hate how my desk is the community crap pile. I leave it clean when I go home, and I come to school the next morning and have to clean other people’s crap off it. Behold, the above picture. Things that are mine on this desk are the computer bag and the blue basket full of odds and ends on the left. Everything else isn’t mine. ANNOYING.

• I hate how coming home after school to my stink-ass apartment makes me want to gag. Sometimes fish smells like raw sewage, though I’m not sure how or why. But it would be really nice not wanting to puke upon returning to my home.

• I hate how my teachers are trying to use me up before I leave. Yes, I do believe the next ALT will be able to use a computer, make circles with red pens, and maybe even make worksheets! Let’s not make me plan classes for the next year while at the same time fitting in extra “Sarah time” so the students can see more of me before I leave. Every school is making me busier, but what each school doesn’t realize is that every other school is doing it too. I’M TIRED.

• I hate how the classrooms have no air-conditioning. Adults should be able to work in climate-controlled environments. My life goal is just that.

• I hate how teachers don’t discipline their students. Not at all. The kids know this, and they exploit it. Don’t want to try your homework, that’s fine! Feel like practicing your fastball with your buddy with a wadded-up piece of paper while the teacher’s explaining directions to you, fantastic! How about you run down the hall, make farting noises into the next classroom and then run back to your seat, SWELL! By all means, entertain me! I find it as hilarious as you do!!

• I hate how old people walk in the middle of the road when the road isn’t wide enough for two cars to begin with.

• I hate that after I get ready for work, walk to my car in the rain, sweat inside my car for 20 minutes without air-conditioning on the way there, I get to school and look like I’ve just spent the previous evening camping in the wilderness and then bushwhacked my way through the forest to the junior high. Why bother trying in the morning at all?

• I hate how I have to carry three bags with me wherever I go. School bag, computer bag, lunch bag, with umbrella and sometimes an extra pair of shoes (it’s Japan, I’ve got school shoes and outdoor shoes). This is the minimum. It’s SOOOO frustrating!

Here’s hoping tomorrow will be a better day. Ha!

2 comments July 4th, 2006