Kinyobi des...*

Entry taken from my paper diary...

Another dull wet school morning. Ruddy rainy season. It smells like damp clothing you forgot about and left in the washing machine too long.
The lights in the staffroom are slightly too bright, and my eyes are burning like I've been up all night with a last minute essay.
My timetable today is light- too light- 3 classes which means solid chunks of time spent twiddling my thumbs in the staffroom.
I feel heavy- not physically, but of mood. Sluggish and not entirely ready for another day of performing in the classroom, of being the perky gaijin (foreigner) ambassador.

And I itch. Bugs have been feasting on me and I can't resist the urge to scratch.
And my hayfever's still plaguing me -- I drip snot like a leaky tap.
I'm tired, but this weekend is Maria's birthday so no Saturday morning lie-in.

Whine, whine, whine. Ignore me. It's Friday -- I'm in another country doing a job that I like at least 90 - 95% of the time and I know how lucky I am. I'm just moaning because I hate when it rains, I'm PMS-ing slightly and I'm somewhat moany by nature. On with the pics...

*'It's Friday' in Japanese.


A picture taken back in March at my first tea ceremony.


Yes, it's a Japanese toliet, no, the pee on the floor isn't mine...


Rice fields