Posted on Thursday, October 30th, 2003 at 7:47am by Brett.
(Thursday, October 30th, 2003 at 9:47pm Japanese Standard Time)
Everyone deals with homesickness differently. Some people cry; some people shop; some people party every night; some people eat; some people stop eating.
I get grouchy.
We're all going through bits of homesickness now. The initial excitment and general business (busy + ness, not shops) has gone away, and life has sunk in. We're definitely in Japan.
I'm coming out of the obligatory week or so of pouting and feeling sorry for myself that is apparently inherent to studying abroad...much to my friends' pleasure.
They would call me asking to go out and the conversation would go as follows:
Kate: "Hey...whacha doing?"
Kate: "It's 6:00..."
Me: "What do you want?"
Kate: "Just wondering if you'd fancy coming out?"
Me: "No. I'm sleeping"
Kate: "Brett...it's only 6..."
Me: "STOP JUDGING ME!!!"
It was really dreadful, and I'm very glad to have gotten out of it.
I miss very odd things. I miss my dog. And...my other dog.
I miss Gramma Profitt's pumpkin pie...I miss 1 and 2% AMERICAN MILK (Don't get me started...Japanese milk is whole like nothing should be.) I miss pizza rolls, though the Japanese microwave pizza is far superior to any American ones.
I miss American deodorant! C'mon Japanese! I KNOW you sweat!!!!
And I miss my sax.
Of course, I also miss my family and friends, but I can talk with them. I can't eat a pizza roll.
Regardless of these little inconveniences, I'm still having a good time.
...Rather, I'm having a good time again.