I'm back

in the Mansion. I'm living in Seth's room. Last night was Jerich's room. Next week I may move to Jameson's room. I have no idea where I'm going to live for the next year and it is frightening. I find this city lonely in general, and I feel like I have been saying goodbye to various people way too often for the last 2 or 3 months. Anyways, the prospect of living alone for the next year seems scary. Living in a dormitory doesn't appeal to me either, though. If I am unable to live with a host-family, and the previous one doesn't count :), I think I will choose somewhere that is nice and in a good location, even if it is expensive. I think that if it was too small to have people over, I would be sad. I also think that if I didn't have this Jasso scholarship, I would consider traveling around Japan until winter quarter, then coming back to UCSD and graduating. Life in Enc wasn't so bad. (although I would be returning to a different place.)
On a more positive note, life will be okay. I'm looking forward to joining a martial arts club, I miss human interaction. I think the way the humans, especially in Japan, don't touch each other stresses me out. That may sound weird, but there is something very refreshing about getting thrown around. On the other hand I really don't like hand shakes anymore. Bowing is easier, and Japanese people are terrible at shaking hands. Perhaps I will teach them. They have a poor sense of the rhythm, firmness, and duration. Maybe I need to take a step back and decide why these things are important, and then teach. In any case, if they think that they are going to make me feel more comfortable by offering out a handshake, well, at least their heart was in the right place.

I forgot to mention. Someone killed themselves in the Mansion today. So if I start referring to it as the haunted mansion, I'm still just talking about the kameido weekly mansion, so try not to get confused. I don't know any details, because I decided not to care, please try to do the same.

The reasons that my host family was bad are fairly interesting, but I don't feel like writing about it right now. Sometimes it seems funny, other times just really unfortunate, and still other times it just seems tiring to talk about. They gave me a set of rules that they wanted to me to sign, and my friend made a copy. I'm not supposed to show people/distribute the rules, but I'm not sure about Seth. Basically, I'm probably not going to eat cornflakes again for a while.

I'll probably update again soon. furusato wo yoku omotteiru kara.