coryandfarah

With only thirty days left to go, the countdown to our departure began yesterday, and it began with a big bang, the next unexpected event in Japan: my missing cell phone!  My trusty Vodafone that houses all of my friends’ contact info and serves as the only connection between many of my friends has mysteriously disappeared from on top of my desk in the staff room.  In other words, it was stolen.  Talk about bad timing.  We have less than a month to go in Japan and some student who thought it would be a good idea to invade my personal life by stealing my cell phone has now cut all lines of communication between me and about 150 people.  Thanks to my dear student, I can no longer say good-bye to so many of my friends here in Japan, and I am yet again faced with the challenge to somehow think positively about my experience in Japan and feelings toward the Japanese.  (And on a personal note, I am reminded of the importance of writing down contact information of friends and such!!)  I am well-beyond anger and frustration. At this point, the only thing that can save me is my flight home.

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