to tokyo we go, oh no!

finally arrived in tokyo, finally made it to the university, finally done lugging around unbearably cumbersome luggage. sitting around perspiring in this thankless stickiness, waiting for something to happen. waiting to realize that i don' t speak japanese, that i really am a fraud, that i am constantly wanting to do what i never really can.

tired of repeating myself. on the plus side, if i don't become japanese at least maybe i can become a hip hop dancer. how will i spend the next 6 months of my life? there has to be an answer.

thank goodness for claire. and i miss jason.