Today was spent in my usual fashion, wandering Midosuji and Shinsaibashi looking for fun things to do, ending in a trip to working holiday to teach English. Stuart and Yoko are now in Taiwan, so James, the substitute teacher is teaching Stuart's class. I can still sit in, and if he's tired tomorrow I'll offer to take the class for him, since I have had more experience of Stuart's teaching than he has. I was going to take over the class properly, but that damn Visa, damn it damn it.
I looked for the all-you-can-eat sushi place today, and it turns out that either it isn't all you can eat or it's only like that at night, or something, because it was pay-per-plate, like Satori sushi in London. But I went in anyway, and had six pieces of salmon nigiri, four pieces of tuna nigiri, two pieces of shrimp nigiri (I think), and six cucumber maki rolls, which was all I could eat, and it came to just over 5 pounds, which is a quarter of the price I pay at Satori, for more, and much better, sushi. I was full for the rest of the day. I don't know what it is, but there's something about raw fish on rice that really fills you.
Most of the class didn't show up today. It was just Yayoi and another girl who actually works there anyway. So James and I just talked about random topics for an hour, from films to food to exaggeration and enthusiasm. Then about kanji. I really enjoyed it, and explaining the hyperbole I used and the places I've visited. James said that it was exaggeration when I said that Japan had been my "best holiday ever", but I really didn't think so. It has been. But in my usual fashion, I felt the down side of all the happiness I have been feeling recently. Yayoi, Emma and I went to the place where Yayoi had stayed up all night talking with me before, and we had some food and we talked. Well, it was mainly Yayoi and Emma talking in Japanese, while as per usual I struggled to understand. That was probably the last time that I'll ever see her, so I feel regret at not understanding the majority of what she said.
I kissed her hand as I said goodbye, and Emma and I took the train back here.
Now, a short time ago I wrote something in code, as I didn't want people knowing what it said, but wanted to keep it in memory. Anyone with an ounce of determination could probably decipher it, but I have the same feeling again at the moment, of wishing to make a record, but not wanting it to be understood. I don't have time to code it, as right now I'm standing in the lobby of our hotel on one of their two free computers. So I'm going to mix every language I know into a bizarre stream of consciousness that Shun will be able to read if he studies a bit of Latin.
Toute les hitotachi que je suki itsumo eo, mais mai-jour, boku no sense wa jambe, et mon ideas reste ici. Gde la femme qui aime wo ima? Nande les personnages wa kanpeki ga, ce n'est pas possible? Pourquois watashi sense ca? Je deteste. Yet, itsomu c'exist. Wo ce wo dekirukoto ga hoshi, tamen dekimasen, et je voidrais ce immediatement yo. Itsumo itai, mais le finis est impossible-so.
That combined vocabulary and grammar from almost every language I've studied ever, and I mixed it in a way that won't make sense to someone even if they speak all six fluently. I hope. Bah, right now I desire to go to the room and listen to soft music until I sleep. I'm fearing what the spell check is going to throw at me when I click it. It's the 10th of August, I leave in two days. I don't want to go home, but it's necessary. This is the fastest month ever.
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