Tuesday, July 17, 2007

"I think I'm a cross between Miranda and Carrie..."

So maybe I should have updated my blog before now since people are thinking I was swept away with flying shiisas and palm trees with the typhoon.

My four-day weekend (thanks Man-yi and Marine Day!) was fantastic. On Saturday, I headed to Naha with Bridgit to survey the damage and everyone and their mother apparently had the same idea. We ended up at a shopping center with the entire population of Okinawa. Later that evening, I met up with Amy, Paul, and Gabrielle who had also ventured south from Nago, but only made it to Chatan. We grabbed some Indian food and after some gentle persuasion, I was packing my bag for a trip up north. I spent my Sunday at Amy's, complete with print club, shopping, gorging on breakfast rolls, eating pizza with Gabrielle in Motobu, and some girl time with "Sex and the City" and Cadbury chocolate. Sounds like my kind of weekend! I enjoyed my last trip to the northern lands of Okinawa and was sad to say goodbye to Nago and the beautiful ocean along the highway.

But the highlight of my weekend? The true highlight?! I went with Amy and Gabrielle to a curry buffet along the Sunabe Seawall where we met Theresa, my predecessor. We hadn't seen each other in quite awhile and she politiely asked how things were going at Chatan. I told her and then she made the most amazing, beautiful, fantastically affirming comment I have heard all year. She said (paraphrased), "You know who infuriated me every single day?! Mr. So and So (name withheld)! The SNORTING! He transcends disgustingness! I used to slam my books down, glare at him, and move desks!" I almost leapt across the table to hug her. Finally! My hatred of the snorter is verified. I'm not overly sensitive. The dude was truly that foul and annoying. I am normal! And he is not!

Today I didn't have any classes and spent my morning cleaning out my desk. I also bought a new camera and will have to test it out in the next couple of days. I have also been eating every single thing made with azuki beans in sight in anticipation of my looming departure.

And that's life after Man-yi.

1 comment:

Amy said...

I don't remember you taking a picture of me. Where was that?