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Last night was a blast. We easily found the restaurant (which we had never been to before) and got our seats right in front of the big screen TV. The place was considerably nice and as the evening went on, more and more Americans piled in to watch the game.
Despite my best efforts to avoid any news about the results of the game, I stumbled across the score hours before we ever made it to the restaurant. This took something away from the experience of watching the game, but I was still having a blast. Knowing who was going to win seemed fairly insignificant in the grand scheme of things. Still, every time I saw someone with a New England shirt or hat walk by, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for them. They weren’t going to be very happy by the end of the evening.
About halfway through the game, we started mingling with people at our neighboring tables. The guys sitting next to us had been living in Japan for 3-5 years and were teaching “survival” English to Japanese natives who would soon be moving overseas. One of the younger guys was Puerto Rican. Coincidently, he was from Flushing, NY - where my Dad grew up- and went to The American University - my brother’s alma mater - and even graduated in the same class as him. This guy in particular was teaching English part time and is studying Japanese full time. That’s sounds like a pretty fun gig.
Today was the monthly church festival so we’ve had to lay low around Aikiyo. I spent my day studying more Japanese, reading through some books about job hunting, eating plenty of snack food my parents sent over, and wrote some more music for my friend’s marching band in Thailand.
Time is passing, as it consistently does, and I’m becoming excited for what lies ahead of me when my time in Japan finishes up. Namely, finding a job I enjoy in a good company and start putting all the great lessons and skills I’ve learned to use. I feel I have a lot to offer and as a 23 year old, have experienced as much, if not more, than many 40 years olds. What is most important to me is that I don’t sell myself short in whatever career/industry I enter. I know in my heart what my passions are and what I am capable of producing when given the opportunity. As my time in Japan comes to an end, I’ll continue to drop as many lines in the water as I can so when I land a job and someone asks me what I do, I’ll be proud to answer them.
-C
