Well, some things just never change.

I still can't accept praise without some kind of self-humbling gesture.

Melville-sensei asked me today if either of my parents spoke any languages besides English and seemed very surprised when I told her no. She also taught me a piece of grammar that's not covered until level two, but I picked up on it, as well as how to respond to it.

I got my tickets for the shinkansen I'm taking with Lauren and Lynsey to Tokyo on the 9th. Our hotel is really close to the station, and it's already been reserved for the whole weekend. It's an actual hotel this time, not a hostel like we did in Kyoto. Pictures from Kyoto will be with you once I can resize them well enough to fit here. That was a week...

Also, going to the doctor in Japan was astonishing. They stuck a cotton swab up my nose and told me I didn't have the flu, thank heaven, but they then prescribed me enough medicine to make sure I never get sick again. Sheesh.

Also...there's a song called Spicy Marmalade that's been stuck in my head for about half a week now, because it was someone's ringtone here. It really has nothing to do with marmalade, but it's a catchy song, to be sure...even though I hate marmalade.