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Life...up...date?
I finalized my flight to Japan on Wednesday, which just seems completely insane when i think about it too hard, and have made loose moving arrangements. The whole 'packing to move' process is starting again. It doesn't seem like i've only been here since August, that everything changed so much in that time. It's even crazier to think of how much more there is to do. In a very literal and exact four months from now I'll be in Osaka dying of jetlag before starting teacher training.
In other my-life-is-ridiculous news, i landed the temp job that could turn into a real job that i'd wanted so damn badly just a few weeks too late. This kills me in so many ways. Everything is feast or famine with me. Going to Japan is absolutely what i want to do, but i'd be living a very different life if i'd gotten this position in October or November. So it goes, right? But i have to wonder about my karma sometimes. If i make it past the first round of JET screenings now i will just laugh and laugh and laugh. In the meantime, i've revamped their filing system, am completely redoing the executive dean's calendar, and am being trained for things i won't be around long enough to really need to know how to use. Life's funny little tragedies. I think they will be legitimately disappointed to lose me, which is strange and gratifying and sounds really egoistic, but you wouldn't even believe how bad the guy was who had the position before. This university has repeatedly refused to hire me, but the general competency level of people in similar positions doesn't seem to be high.
There was more ridiculousness over christmas, but i don't even know where to begin with that. suffice to say that i'm glad i went, because there'll be nothing to regret on my side later. But i think my grandfather may feel differently. Or maybe he won't. That said, it was good to see my grandmother, and i was regaled with stories of her time in Japan. She was stationed near Shiga Kogen in Nagano during the post-WWII occupation in a secretarial capacity for the army, and was very happy there during her service. There were souvenirs and cards and even a womens' magazine from the time, all of which were fascinating. But certainly the best part was when we got out of the limo service when we first arrived, just after midnight, and she looked at me and grinned and exclaimed Ohayou Gozaimasu! and i just about died.
and...there were other things, but i just spent an hour and a half in a meeting, so I've totally forgotten them all.
I finalized my flight to Japan on Wednesday, which just seems completely insane when i think about it too hard, and have made loose moving arrangements. The whole 'packing to move' process is starting again. It doesn't seem like i've only been here since August, that everything changed so much in that time. It's even crazier to think of how much more there is to do. In a very literal and exact four months from now I'll be in Osaka dying of jetlag before starting teacher training.
In other my-life-is-ridiculous news, i landed the temp job that could turn into a real job that i'd wanted so damn badly just a few weeks too late. This kills me in so many ways. Everything is feast or famine with me. Going to Japan is absolutely what i want to do, but i'd be living a very different life if i'd gotten this position in October or November. So it goes, right? But i have to wonder about my karma sometimes. If i make it past the first round of JET screenings now i will just laugh and laugh and laugh. In the meantime, i've revamped their filing system, am completely redoing the executive dean's calendar, and am being trained for things i won't be around long enough to really need to know how to use. Life's funny little tragedies. I think they will be legitimately disappointed to lose me, which is strange and gratifying and sounds really egoistic, but you wouldn't even believe how bad the guy was who had the position before. This university has repeatedly refused to hire me, but the general competency level of people in similar positions doesn't seem to be high.
There was more ridiculousness over christmas, but i don't even know where to begin with that. suffice to say that i'm glad i went, because there'll be nothing to regret on my side later. But i think my grandfather may feel differently. Or maybe he won't. That said, it was good to see my grandmother, and i was regaled with stories of her time in Japan. She was stationed near Shiga Kogen in Nagano during the post-WWII occupation in a secretarial capacity for the army, and was very happy there during her service. There were souvenirs and cards and even a womens' magazine from the time, all of which were fascinating. But certainly the best part was when we got out of the limo service when we first arrived, just after midnight, and she looked at me and grinned and exclaimed Ohayou Gozaimasu! and i just about died.
and...there were other things, but i just spent an hour and a half in a meeting, so I've totally forgotten them all.