Showing posts with label Kanji. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kanji. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

2009.03.25

Sometimes I am reminded of the humor that life can sometimes present. One of the female teachers has a sweatshirt on that says “Beach Line. The 70’s style reminds me of my boyhood on the beach”. It’s a good sweatshirt; good one indeed. It sums up my feelings of the 70’s rather well; rather well indeed.
My back is horrendously sore today. But that’s okay; boxercise is tomorrow, and that should work out the kinks. Or kill me. Either, or. Perhaps both if it’s a hard enough lesson. Probably not that last one though.
I went with my keeper to the bank today. It was an enjoyable thing. She ‘helped’ me study kanji. I said, “Why am I so dumb?” She replied with, “It’s because you are American, and not Japanese.” It wasn’t meant like that, but I thought it was pretty darn good. She was talking about the kanji, but taken out of context that is an awesome statement.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

2009.03.12

I've been going to a lot more 1 nensei classes lately...not having any 3 nensei classes means I have a slightly (...) more open schedule. I've been to I think 2 of them for the past 3 days straight. It's a lot easier to memorize their names when you actually go to class...not surprisingly. Luckily, work is still nice. I just have a lot more free time, which I have been filling with reading of a book, as you might remember. It's this one actually Hopefully that link will work. If not...oh well. Up to page 77...78? The readings going slowly, but at least I haven't given up. I kinda wish I could draw, but I think they wouldn't take too kindly to that. I read 'cause it's the best study I can think of to do, and I think some of them think that it's for pleasure...which it's not. Well, it's more pleasurable then kanji practice for three hours straight, but I think punching myself in the face is more pleasurable than that. Studying kanji is not my thing...obviously otherwise my kanji wouldn't suck. But that is neither here nor there.

So, I got 17 days of holiday...where should I go? I probably should go home, but that is a killer flight. Maybe over summer. I think I might be able to work out two weeks of a visit then. And I've only used between 3 and 6 hours of holiday so far (which in six+ months isn't too bad, if I do say so myself), so I've got most of that time left. Maybe I should round it down to 16 days...since I'd hate to go into work for 1 or 2 hours and then leave. Heck with the bus, that's almost a half day right there. ...not really, I just get to the bus stop too early. My own fault, but I'd rather not miss the bus.

On another note, I had thought I had gained about 10 kilos on my three week sickness/laziness-session, but I think I only gained one or two. Whoo-hoo! Now when I go into the gym, it won't be too terrible. Granted, it's not great since it's been three weeks, but at least I won't have as much weight to lose...again.