||[01 Sep 2011|03:36pm]
Hello LJ, it's been a while
So, my days have been interesting and life in Japan is great, but this past week I've been just holed up in my apartment crocheting almost every waking hour. As a result, my back, neck, shoulders, wrists, and fingers hurt like hell, but I still must crochet more. I'm almost done with the blanket I promised to make Taka.
Truth be told, I got paranoid about making this blanket. There's the curse of crocheting/knitting something big for someone like a sweater or blanket. It's that either you break up while you're working on it, or their reaction is insufficient enough upon receiving it that it causes a riff. However, I'm pretty sure that he'll love the blanket because he picked it out and has been encouraging me the whole way.
My weight loss was incredible when I first got here, but right now it's kinda stagnant. But, I haven't been counting calories and walking home everyday since it's summer vacation, so I'm quite happy with the fact that it just hasn't gone up. Actually, today the scale said I lost some weight over this past week. Unfortunately, that's probably because I've been really lonely. Taka's been busy with work and so his schedule hasn't allowed him to come over and all my friends are quite some distance away. I am seeing Kate tomorrow night, however, so my loneliness shall come to an end!! (temporarily) Anyway, when I am lonely, I don't eat much. If I get hungry, then I go to make food, but looking at food makes me feel sick. And if I eat food, my body rejects most of it. I get that way when I'm depressed, too, so I guess it's my body's "fuck the world" mood.
Anyway, that sounds rather depressing (which it really isn't - it's just mopey and will pass), so let me tell you the story of how yesterday involved two men in my apartment.
So, I went to bed yesterday at about 7am (I told you, I've been crocheting all night!). I was asleep for about an hour before I got a text message, which I answered, and then went back to sleep. At about 10:30, I wake up because I hear a key in a lock. I didn't think too much about it because I can hear the keys in the locks of the other apartments. A door opened, but again, I didn't think it was mine until I heard the sounds of shoes being taken off in my entryway. I never hear anyone else taking off their shoes. So, I was on alert.
At first, I thought "Oh, maybe Taka's schedule changed and he's coming in to surprise me!" I always hope he's gonna come to surprise me even though he always contacts me beforehand. And he has told me countless times he'll always contact me first. But the me that loves surprises can't help but hope that it was my man coming to make my day. But, I digress.
Before proceeding, let me review how my apartment is set up.
Think of a four-quadrant box as my apartment. The bottom left is my entryway, laundry room, bathroom, and shower. The top left is my kitchen. The top right is my living room. The bottom right is my bedroom. Each of these four quadrants is divided by sliding doors. I tend to keep the sliding doors between my living room and my bedroom open because the air conditioner is in the living room. I was doing Taka's laundry the night before, so the doors around the entryway quadrant were also closed to keep the heat from the dryer out of the other rooms.
Okay, so back to the story. I hear people taking off shoes and I get alerted, so I stay still and listen. There's two people. I didn't feel really like they were thieves cuz I thought that even Japanese thieves wouldn't take the time to take off their shoes.
I hear them open up the door into the kitchen and go in there. Then, they open the door into the living room and walk in. At this point, I kinda sit up.
One of the men come into view and spots me out of the corner of his eye. He turns to look at me, body frozen.
Him - O____O
Me - o_O
Him - ::starts spasmically bowing and apologizing:: I'm so sorry so sorry so sorry we're from the university!!! ::holds up a box while continuing to bow repeatedly:: we're supposed to set up the converter box but we can come back later and oh gosh I'm so sorry sorry...
Me - o_o....::sighs:: no, it's okay, just do it. Don't worry about it.
So, he kinda apologizes a little more and then tries to give me some privacy by sliding one of the doors between the living room and my room. This only accomplishes to cover about 1/3 of the space, but it was an effort I suppose.
I spend the 15 minutes or so while they are there fiddling around on my phone because I'm not about to fall back asleep with strangers in my apartment. The guy finishes, apologizes some more, and then the guy that was with him (for no reason that I can tell?) pops HIS head in to apologize. And then just stands there looking at me for like 30 seconds.
After they left, I tried falling back to sleep, but 10 minutes later I get an email from my contact at the school (the woman in charge of taking care of the international students and teachers). Her email said that she tried to call me that morning, but couldn't get through, so she's sending an email now to tell me that the converter box was set up in my apartment by the equipment department." To which I'm thinking "no shit, it's set up, I was here!!!!"
So, I look at my cell phone to see if I had missed calls and, well, there was one at about 10:25. So, like 5 or 10 minutes before the guys showed up!! That's the only call I saw. And my phone's ringer is off when I sleep (only texts and my alarm go through), so it wouldn't have woken me.
But, seriously, a call 5-10 minutes before people arrive? And then when they come they just let themselves in without knocking or ringing the doorbell first? And above that, they should've gotten my permission to come in before they just let themselves in!! What kind of courtesy is that?? It's a good thing I didn't just do MY laundry the night before and had bras hanging all over the place. Or what if I was coming out of the shower? I mean, thank you for installing my stuff but please respect my privacy while you're at it!! T_______T
Anyway, that's how I got unwanted visitors yesterday. Funtimes.