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Japan | Last Day in Kyoto

On my last official day in Kyoto I woke up around 6:30 and followed my usual morning routine. Being the last day I was already an emotionally compromised in the morning.

I got to Ritsumeikan around 8:40ish, and it felt aweful knowing that next Monday I will be waking up in a hostel with 3 other strangers in a room and will not be going to school. You could feel it in the air that everyone was weary. 

During class I received my final exam score...and let's just say that I started crying in the middle of class (connect the dots). By the second hour we were allowed to continue working on our skit and we got it down to 6 minutes. Go us! 

Class came and went, but this time I was not excited that it was noon, I dreaded the ticking clock.

I remembered to document my lunch. Chicken, rice, melon pan, and apple juice. 


During lunch time the Gion dressed up in our yukatas (for our skit). And I took pictures with the buddies I would not see in a long time. I even gave Mitch and Elaine their farewell gifts!


After lunch we had a closing/graduation ceremony for completing the program.


I was a bit nervous during this time because of the performance we were about to do. We all received certificate of completion and it was so well presented!



I did not cry during the closing ceremony, even when the buddies were saying goodbye, because it did not feel like goodbye. Especially since we had a farewell party soon after the ceremony. After all skits were performed the ceremony was over and I got out of my yukata (it was really hot). I quickly ran over to the University shop where I bought another shirt and then chilled around with my friends waiting for the party room to open. During this time Yao Wei and I found out that we were both going to be in Japan next year for a semester, but in different universities in Kyoto. So we decided for spring break we are going to go to Singapore and visit Brian (who will be housing us for a 3-4 days stay). Also, Meagan and Jess offered me their apartments if I ever go up to New York or Boston (yay free housing). I, of course, offered my place in Miami.



I did not eat much during the farewell party and I realised now that it was that at this time I was wrapping my mind around the idea that it was over.



During the party, I took a bunch of selfies with all the buddies and people I became close with. Then...when the party was over...I lost it...and I began crying. Me crying slowly lead to other people crying. I felt really overwhelmed because I was not going to see so many faces that I have grown fond of. Many of the buddies tried to calm me down by reminding me that I was going to return to them next year, so it was not a goodbye but a see you later. To me the problem was not the buddies, because I was indeed going to see them again...what had me emotionally compromised was the people who were not in the buddy system...but actually part of the program. A sudden rush of fear was flowing through me along with trickling sadness. I will no longer see Mitch, Elaine, Brian, Dylan, Meagan, Jess, Angel, Nate...no one. We were all going our separate ways, and we will all likely loose contact.

Like I mentioned previously, I will put all the effort in the world to maintain these friendships, but relationships requires work from both sides...

Oh..during the time of my crying Mika gave me a letter that made cry even more. And earlier that day Elaine gave me a farewell gift that made my heart ache (it was three very cute satin bows).


















Franz and I were the last ones to leave the party room because we wanted to say goodbye to Maho. But she was in class so we were forced to leave...and I started crying in the bus on way back to the accommodations. (I am an emotional wreck right now)

When I arrived to my room I finished organizing my luggage and sat around mopping and texting everyone. Telling them how much I already miss them and sending them pictures I had of them. I was also really upset that I did not get to properly say goodbye to Maho...I receive a message from them that they (Hikaru and Maho) were going to stop by my street to see us one last time. 

Franz and I rushed to meet with them, and I had my last dinner in Kyoto. To be honest I am not quite sure what I ate and frankly I did not care. I was just treasuring my last few hours with two of my favorite buddies in the whole trip. I am really surprised I did not cry, because I was aching inside. Later, Mitch joined us for dinner.


Unfortunately, Maho had a train to catch, because she lives in Osaka. We had to say our final goodbye and it was aweful (but I did not cry! Close though).

Mitch, Franz and I went to the accommodations in Horikawa where we joined the other Floridians in a little potluck they had going on. While there it hit me that that moment was going to be the last moment we were all going to hang out as close friends, because once we are back in FIU we all continue living our own separate lives. And Mitch would be returning back home to Oklahoma.



Right now, I feel so depressed that I don't care that I will be going to Disney Sea tomorrow...I don't care that on sunday I will be marking the Ghibli Museum off my bucket list. I could care less about Tokyo, my homesickness nor anything. All I want to live in an endless loop where I will continue living in Kyoto and exploring the everything this place has to offer. And feel selfish, because I know I will come back next year to complete my minor in Japan, but I currently feel like a piece has me has been ripped out and buried deep inside a temple I have yet explored.

Don't take me wrong I want to see my family, my friends, and my bed. I miss them all, but right now it doesn't feel like it does not matter. I love the people at home, but when I return I will fall into a routine again, of just simply living life.

Coming to Kyoto has made me realized how little I have actually lived. Because the world is still beautiful and I have only seen a spec of it.




Japan | Honorary Singaporean

Today my day began at 6am. Why did I wake up so early you ask? I asked myself the same thing when I couldn't fall back asleep. I got up, and took extra long going through my morning routine. First I wash my teeth, sing the ABC's in my head to count brushing time (don't ask), washed my face in soft circular strokes using my Artistry face wash, later came the tonic, acne creme, eye creme and then the lotion. (Long routine eh?) With me taking my time I spent I about 15 minutes. I made my bento (because I was too lazy the night before) and got ready while I skyped with my dad.

Then I head off to Ritsumeikan and rode on of the most crowded buses since I have been here. I felt like I was part of a tin of packed sardines. Thankfully, the closer we got to the University's stop (the final stop) the less crowded it would become.

Class began slow and got a tad interesting when some sort of giant beetle bug thing got in the classroom and we began to freak out. Now the question is: How did it get in? Simple, we always have the windows open while having lessons.

It took about three people before Elaine got the beetle out of the classroom and tossed it out the window.




I received the quiz that I took on Friday back...and it was not pretty. I did not do as well as I had hoped. I received a score of 13/20 (65%) also know as  D. So in other words...I failed. As I mention before, grades stress me out to the point that I suffer mild panic attacks. I was beyond upset, and instantly became worried and frighten of the final that I will have on Wednesday. It made my state of mind 10 times worse. I actually began crying in the class and would shrug it off as if I was just simply yawning a lot...I would even mention how tired I was ( which was complete lie). In Japan I have grown accustomed to carry a small hand towel around, and I would use to cover my mouth to "yawn" and to wipe away my tears. (I am the definition of pathetic). Or an honorary Singaporean.

According to Brian (the guy who got me band-aids a while back), since I am extremely studious, freak about class and I'm an over achiever with a high GPA it means I am just like a Singaporean.

Anyways, I cancelled all plans I had for today. Because I need to get good grade on the final exam,  for the sake of my GPA, scholarships and sanity. I returned to the accommodations immediately after lunch was over. I wanted to study right away, but I was too frazzled and knew I was not going to get anything engraved in my head...so I began packing...which made very sad...and I cried some more. I needed fresh air so I took a stroll down Sanjo Market and bought some snacks.


What did I buy? I am not exactly sure except one was really sweet and the other was shrimp flavoured. Then I began studying, I began with the review homework that the professor assigned. First I did it, then checked the answer key, and then re-did the homework (writing both question and answer down in my notebook).


It took me about two hours to get all of this done. Then Franz and I went out to get dinner. It is a dish called Gyuudon, but it is just rice and chicken in a bowl (nothing special). It cost me 450 yen.


Once back at the accammodations, I took a shower, washed my hair, wrote this blog, edited the video and now I about to go blow dry and iron my hair so I can get back to studying.

Tomorrow after the FINAL useless FIU class I will be spending my time with Elaine as we study together ( or as she teaches me everything I don't understand, which is a lot).






Japan | Rain, Shopping and Food

 My day began roughly at 6:40ish. I do not know what time Michelle entered the room last night but it must have been late, because I did not sense her come in. (Maybe she was being quiet). Anyways, for breakfast I had....toast and eggs...again. I'm starting to get a bit tired of toast and eggs. I finally got to talk to my parents today and it was really refreshing, because I am officially starting to get homesick (but just bit, homesick for Hispanic food). Today was the first time that Kyoto was chilly, I kinda regretted wearing a skirt on my way to the bus stop. It was suppose to rain, but I decided against bringing my umbrella (later to regret...).



I received my exam today during the first hour of class, my heart raced in my chest. I thought I was going to get sick, but...I passed. I got 17/21, 80.95, a B-  it is not the best grade in the world but it was so much better than I thought I'd get. All the anxiety that held me quickly washed away. The highest grade in the class was a 18/21, I got the second highest. So there is that. 

Class came and went, and even with the grammar that has accumulated in my mind...I still sound like a 2 year old talking. ( or at least I think I do ). 



This morning on my way to the bus stop I realized that I forgot to pack my bento (my bag felt lighter than usual), by the time I realized this I was already at the bus stop and the bus was going to arrive in two minutes exactly (Japanese buses are very punctual). My forgotten bento led me to buying lunch in the cafeteria for the first time...ever...in Ritsumeikan (but I know I will be a frequent visitor when I spend the semester in Japan). I honestly did not know what I got, I just asked for what looked good. I got a chicken steak thing, rice, miso soup, milk pudding, tea, and a fried potato thing that turned out to be a sweet (whoops). I spent ¥678, about $4-5. For all the food I got it was a pretty good deal, and for the first time ever I was actually satisfied after my meal at school. It was such a weird sensation. 



I had Komura's class today, and it made me very sad because so many of my friends from the program were doing a bunch of stuff right after lunch...and I was stuck in class. Thankfully sensei bring us snacks for us to try and it is really exciting. Today's theme was chocolate:



Then class dragged on till it was finally over and done with. When the FIU class ended it immediately started raining. (Who decided against brining and umbrella?). I used my cardigan (a knitted cardigan) as an umbrella...I still got wet. Thankfully, I was able to climb on the first bus that headed to the accommodations in Horikawa. But it was still pouring by the time the bus got to my stop, and as I tried to get off the bus closed its door and I had to wait till the next stop to hurry to the accommodations, so now I had to speed walk a father distance. Thank heavens it was super heavy rain, I only got slightly wet. I had to change my socks and shoes though.

Around 6:20ish PM, I met up with Mitch and Megan. We went out to eat dinner at a little hole in the wall restaurant I pass every time I go up Sanjo-dori. We entered to our surprise it was a small family owned restaurant, run by an old Japanese man...who only spoke very very little English. His face of panic was so funny, three foreigners entered his restaurant. He was really sweet for the most part and we were able to communicate efficiently to order food.  Not only did he serve us, but he also cooked and did the dishes, he was a very efficient man. Megan had already eaten so she did not get anything. So Mitch and I did all the eating, and he also treated me to dinner (because he felt bad that he got so lost that I ate dinner by myself last night, and when he found his way I cooked him pasta). Mitch and I figured out what we ordered when the plate arrived to us. Most of the ordering consisted of pointing and then the old Japanese man brining us food we did not exactly order. We had fried fish ( or at least we thing) and a fried fish head. Sweet pickled plums and bamboo shoots with what we think was scallops and Japanese mushrooms.







Once we finished eating, the three of us headed to Teramachi (the mall place I always end up in) and there we walked around for a bit. Something I really do not like about Japan is how early everything closes, even on a Friday. We were in the mall at 8ish and more than half of the stores were already closed. Very few places were open. Mitch took us to an arcade where I had a go at DDR and weird Japanese game (I lost at both). It was still very fun though. I really enjoy hanging out with Mitch, he is really fun to be with and he is also very calm and chill. After we played the two games we walked back down Sanjo-dori and took our separate ways home.




Japan | Geiko, Maiko and Kareoke

My day began at 6:30am (again). With the same routine as the previous days too. Nothing really special, only change is that I didn't Skype my parents (which was weird).

It was raining today, a wet Kyoto is not very fun especially since I walk pretty much everywhere. Thankfully it was just wet and not sticky. I would have died if it were sticky. ( My hair already suffered from the wet ). I also found out that the umbrella I bought my first day it Kyoto is not as wide as I thought it'd be...so I got a bit wet. 



Class today made a lot more sense than the ones prior. ( Yay ) I have a quiz tomorrow and there is a whole chapter still don't quite understand. And not to mention a whole bunch of new kanji I need to know by tomorrow...( someone save me!)




For lunch I had meat, rice and red bell peppers! And I actually remembered to take a picture today. During lunch time I tried to get in contact with my parents cause it felt really weird not seeing them. Not being blue to see them and the raining weather really had me in the slumps for a bit. It was very noticeable, because the buddies and Elaine kept asking me if I was okay. (I brushed it off saying that the quiz had me a bit frazzled )



Once lunch was over with Hikaru and Maho led us to the building where we were going to have our excursion! A Maiko and Geiko came to perform for us and play some games! It was really fun and they were both so pretty! Especially the Geiko. Also during the games, if you beat the Maiko or Geiko they would reward you with a sticker with their name on it. (I didn't get one, the Geiko beat me)











When the excursion ended Hikaru and Maho too us to Kareoke again. The people that tagged along were a bunch of the FIU students, including Franz.  I didn't think I was going to enjoy Kareoke with 11 people but it was actually pretty fun and entertaining. But I feel like smaller groups are better since you get to sing a lot more songs and goof around a bit more without being completely judged. 

For dinner I wanted to eat sushi (because I have yet to eat sushi!) but everyone wanted to go a place called Moss Burgers which is like the Japanese version of McDonalds. They all made it sound like a really big deal, really important and really delicious...it wasn't. It was the most disappointing burger ever. It was small, messy and meh. I had a chicken teriyaki burger and it barely had any chicken. ( what else would you expect from a fast food chain)



When bellies were full we all returned to the accomdations where I began studying till I got a really bad and weird pain around my eyes. Moving up a class has been really stressful and this quiz has me on edge...if I get anything lower than a B I might actually cry. (I've actually cried over C's before). Tomorrow I have my Japanese quiz and Komura-sensei's class. It is going to be so long!