Ok, here's a little more on my trip to Tokyo:
I was there for a recontracting conference. I really didn't want to go since Tokyo's so far away and I wouldn't have time to really enjoy it because I'd be in crappy workshops and panels all day.
Well, the workshops didn't suck as much as I expected them to (I was picturing more god-awful presentations along the lines of those from the post-arrival orientation we had there), and at least I got to go out at night since I wasn't jet-lagged this time. I've got some pics from an excellent Chinese hell-themed bar, maybe I'll upload them later when I feel less lazy. I've never had a very high opinion of Tokyo, I've always preferred Osaka. After this trip, though, I like Tokyo a lot more than I did before.
It was such an ordeal getting home, though. As I mentioned in my last post, it only took me 5 1/2 hours to get up there. This included taking an express train from the next town north of me to Nagoya. On my return trip, this express train wasn't running at the time I was planning to take it, and the next one would have gotten back too late for me to catch a local train back to my station. Instead, I had to take a different express train to a station where I could transfer to the local train, wait an hour for the train to come, and then take that home, which took about 4 hours (as opposed to 2 hours by express + 20 min to my station). That's why it took me so damn long to get home.
I've been in a bit of a funk lately, despite having a good time in Tokyo. I was really sick of children last week, and I had all elementary visits due to midterms at the jr. highs. I've also determined that a major pet peeve of mine is teachers who tell the students the answers without letting them think for themselves first. We'll play listening comprehension games, but before they can try to figure out the meaning some of the teachers will translate it for them. For instance, yesterday we were playing time bingo. I would say, "it's four o'clock," and in one class the teacher would immediately say, "yoji." Some of the kids wouldn't even bother listening to me but would look to him to give them the answers. Good lord that pisses me off
I called in sick today. I wasn't prepared for one of my classes and started feeling panicky when I woke up. I'm also still really worn out from my trip, there was not much sleeping involved and that return trip took a lot out of me. Riding the train that long just kind of drains your soul. It's hard to explain, I'm not exactly sad or depressed, but I'm not particularly happy either. Bored, maybe? I tried a lot of things today: knitting, reading, video games, listening to music and podcasts; nothing seems to hold my interest. I might be lonely, but I just saw people and did stuff and was social. I need to start exercising again too, I had been but then stopped, and I'm feeling kind of lump-like. And I need to clean my house, it looks like a tornado ran through my kitchen. Blah.
I was there for a recontracting conference. I really didn't want to go since Tokyo's so far away and I wouldn't have time to really enjoy it because I'd be in crappy workshops and panels all day.
Well, the workshops didn't suck as much as I expected them to (I was picturing more god-awful presentations along the lines of those from the post-arrival orientation we had there), and at least I got to go out at night since I wasn't jet-lagged this time. I've got some pics from an excellent Chinese hell-themed bar, maybe I'll upload them later when I feel less lazy. I've never had a very high opinion of Tokyo, I've always preferred Osaka. After this trip, though, I like Tokyo a lot more than I did before.
It was such an ordeal getting home, though. As I mentioned in my last post, it only took me 5 1/2 hours to get up there. This included taking an express train from the next town north of me to Nagoya. On my return trip, this express train wasn't running at the time I was planning to take it, and the next one would have gotten back too late for me to catch a local train back to my station. Instead, I had to take a different express train to a station where I could transfer to the local train, wait an hour for the train to come, and then take that home, which took about 4 hours (as opposed to 2 hours by express + 20 min to my station). That's why it took me so damn long to get home.
I've been in a bit of a funk lately, despite having a good time in Tokyo. I was really sick of children last week, and I had all elementary visits due to midterms at the jr. highs. I've also determined that a major pet peeve of mine is teachers who tell the students the answers without letting them think for themselves first. We'll play listening comprehension games, but before they can try to figure out the meaning some of the teachers will translate it for them. For instance, yesterday we were playing time bingo. I would say, "it's four o'clock," and in one class the teacher would immediately say, "yoji." Some of the kids wouldn't even bother listening to me but would look to him to give them the answers. Good lord that pisses me off
I called in sick today. I wasn't prepared for one of my classes and started feeling panicky when I woke up. I'm also still really worn out from my trip, there was not much sleeping involved and that return trip took a lot out of me. Riding the train that long just kind of drains your soul. It's hard to explain, I'm not exactly sad or depressed, but I'm not particularly happy either. Bored, maybe? I tried a lot of things today: knitting, reading, video games, listening to music and podcasts; nothing seems to hold my interest. I might be lonely, but I just saw people and did stuff and was social. I need to start exercising again too, I had been but then stopped, and I'm feeling kind of lump-like. And I need to clean my house, it looks like a tornado ran through my kitchen. Blah.
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I'm looking forward to pictures of this Hell-themed bar!
I tried a lot of things today: knitting, reading, video games, listening to music and podcasts; nothing seems to hold my interest.
Maybe your pregnant... LOL JK! Just earlier today my uncle and I were talking about how one time (forgive me if you think this is gross
I hate that anxious feeling when it comes to work. I used to have to get up at 4:30 AM to go to work and at night starting at 5PM I would get nervous and anxious. I would keep thinking " I GOTTA GET TO BED SO I CAN WAKE UP!" When the alarm went off I would burst into this really hot feeling and instantly begin to sweat. *ULGA!* I hated it!
I'm not exactly sad or depressed, but I'm not particularly happy either. Bored, maybe?
I know that feeling well and I HATE IT! Because for me due to the nothingness felling I will feel slightly anxious and then become depressed for whatever reason. I'm almost positive I should be on antidepressants, or not that I should be or need them but a doctor would easily prescribe them had they known I have issues with it. I deal with them and it's by far a problem in my life but I just hate to feel "blah." Usually sleep and relaxation and forgetting whatever it is I feel that needed to get done before doing it usually makes me feel better.