The Dawn
April 06, 2003
With a two litre bottle of water in hand, he thinks about the things which transpired today.
It’s strange how some things are not quite coincidental and not special enough to be divine intervention. This morning while he and his girlfriend were talking about their schedules that don’t mesh, he mentions, “Well, when the shift change request goes through, we’ll be able to see each other more. But it’ll probably take till fuckin July before it goes through.” Little did he know that when he got to work and logged onto the archaic computers, there would be a foreign message to greet him.
“Please come to LS and pick up your schedule change confirmation sheet. - Ayako*.”
In amazement, he double checks then triple checks this message. Can it finally be true? Has paperwork finally gone through and been approved? It truly was an amazing day. Furthermore, he would go through the whole day with only four lessons and also plan an upcoming trip to Tokyo with his good friends, Darwin* and Darwin*. The most exciting highlight? While enjoying a free block with Darwin, they both see a building blow pillars of smoke. It definitely wasn’t a smoke stack, the building was located pretty much right next to the Osaka Dome. It would be like putting the pork byproduct refinery plant next to GM Place. Ridiculous notion.
And now, as he eats his favorite bento lunch box from the local convenience store, sipping from his two litre bottle of water, he begins to write in his journal…
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* Actual names have been changed to protect identities.
Finally!!!
As it may have turned out, it might have been my ftp that was fucking up instead of the good stuff at Blogger. Oh well, why split hairs? It’s finally up and now you have THREE updates to catch up on. How lucky you are, my fellow visitor. The book is getting even better. The different characters may just all end up in the same story line yet. Today at work I had seven lessons - I haven’t had that many in quite awhile. To spit on my neck while I’m down, half the students today were utter morons. I know the difficulties of learning a new language but when you don’t understand something, SAY SOMETHING! SAY, “I don’t know” or “I’m sorry” or even a gutteral “HUH?” Today’s morons completely froze when they didn’t understand something. I mean, they just sit there and try not to move. It’s like one of those pill bugs at home. When you touch it, it curls up into a ball and pretends to be dead, in hopes that the predator will go away. Maybe these morons wanted to pretend to be dead so that I would go away. I thought my computer had froze and I had to wave my hand in the camera and start saying, “hello? hello? Uhh…. are you there?” And then in a weak, “… yes” they’ll dispel the illusion that my computer had died.
Blech.
