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So I'm feeling a lot better right now. I was well enough to make it to school for a bit, but didn't feel that great while I was there. I think after having a good kyushoku, it made me feel a lot better.

Takahashi sensei helped me with this thing that I got in the mail from the Post Office. The thing about the Japanese postal service is that if you're not home, they'll leave a card for you to call them back. Then you can arrange a time for THEM to come back to drop off your package up until 9pm! From what Takahashi tells me, it's a normal service. I was expecting to have to go to the post office to pick it up. My package from Amazon arrived 2 weeks before the date that they told me! So now I get to start reading The Rules of Attraction.

So Tuesdays are the days of my favorite Japanese program, London Hearts. Today's show was The Black Mail. Some of you may ask the question, "So you like this show Kev, but how do you understand it?" Well...for this show, you really don't need to understand too much, because the actions of the hosts speak for themselves. And the Japanese people are very easy to read, just by looking at their facial reactions.

Another program that was on today was a show that has 2 teams that go around Tokyo and look for daughters whose mothers can pass as their friends. When the team has finally chosen their "finalists", the teams go to people in the street to ask how old the daughter's "friend" is. Most responses range from 20-26. After that, they go to this stage and have the audience judge to see which mother/daughter combo is best. But before that, as the mothers are standing with their backs to the camera (when the finalists are chosen from the interviews, the show covers their face so that you have to wait til the end of the show to see), the team brings someone from the audience to walk around to the front of the mother to get their reaction. As the audience member opens their eyes, they're totally shocked! I must say, mothers in Japan are doing something right...

Well after a full 4 days of using my phone it finally needs charging. I was always under the impression of having a color screen phone and also having 2 cameras, internet, moving pics and crazy melodies, that my battery would barely last a day. Now, I'm fully convinced that phones back home, SUCK!!!

Yu, my host brother for the past year, has finally returned to Japan. Now I'll be able to go check out his crew perform and see Yu in action. I gotta hurry up and get some shirts for him and his crew to rock.

That's pretty much what's on my mind at the moment.

Kaz out...

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