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tuesday

talked to pops on da phone. figurin' out what's goin' down when he comes to town. gotta get him a bottle of glenfiddich.

handed some more tests back and pretty much chilled. went to the dentist, which only took like 5 min. went home to get a s-video cable so that ishifuna kun could use his notebook for the slideshow.

came home and cooked up some spam, rice and eggs. yum yum yum.

wednesday

today was the 9th grade farewell ceremony. the 7th & 8th grade classes put together a program thankin' their senpai's (seniors) and wishin' them good luck. all the new club captains said something and each class sang songs and played music. then there was a slideshow from the time the 9th graders were 7th graders. pretty funny to see how much some of them changed. then there was video message from the past music teacher. this sort of thing is nowhere to be found back home.

after many big events such as this, the teachers planned a nomikai (drinkin' party). we went to this place called isseji near kita narashino. a small place but the food was pretty good. had some nore sore which is baby eel. got to talk to kocho sensei for a bit and but really didn't get a chance to speak to nakamura san. oh well.... i also got a chance to talk to nio sensei and was surprised to hear that his english pronunciation is pretty good. i love these dinners/drinkin' parties, it allows me to get to know some teachers that i really never have the opportunity to while in school. after we finished eatin', takahashi sensei called the designated driver service but we had to wait for a half and hour. so we went into this one surf/skate shop and for some reason, we ended up buyin' silver rings. don't ask...it had to be the alcohol.

anyhow...they dropped me off @ yakuendai station and i called mama to see if it was ok to come by and have some tea. upon arrivin', i see shacho, noboru, kobi, junko and ozaki. i met a new man named ishikawa. and as usual, shacho ordered me drink when i insisted that i only wanted tea...but shacho is very persistent and i couldn't disrespect him. came home and went to sleep.

thursday

woke up a little late (and a little buzzed still), got ready and headed to 7-11 for some food before school. i was shocked not to see my pizza bread!!! so i settled for a korokke sandwich and an onigiri. if they only had this kind of food @ 7-11's in da states!?!

got to school and found out that takahashi sensei was still recoverin' from last night too. luckily we only had 1 class. another chillin' day. gonna play bball today (i hope there's practice) and run some errands after.

kaz out...
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here's a thing my mom sent me a while back.

THE UMBRELLA
A 90-year-old man said to his doctor, "I've never felt better. I have an 18-year-old bride who is pregnant with my child. What do you think about that?"

The doctor considered his question for a minute and then said, "I have an elderly friend who is a hunter and never misses a season. One day when he was going out in a bit of a hurry, he accidentally picked up his umbrella instead of his gun. When he got to the Creek, he saw a beaver sitting beside the stream. He raised his umbrella and went, 'bang, bang' and the beaver fell dead. What do you think of that?"

The 90-year-old said, "I'd say somebody else shot that beaver."

The doctor replied, "My point exactly."

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