It’s been almost six months since my last post, but I am back and hopefully here to stay! My second semester came with new classes, friends, and jobs, which, when combined, completely destroyed any free time I may have had to write. But hopefully, now I have figured out a more stable schedule for this semester and will get back to posting as regularly as I can.
Things have certainly changed since I last checked in, so I will give a quick rundown of what you all have missed while I was off trying to figure out how to be an actual college student taking more than just Japanese classes. During my second semester, I began taking classes for my major, but I wasn’t nearly as interested in any of my business classes as I had hoped, and found myself feeling more and more jealous of my friends studying in the other school of Asia Pacific Studies (APS). At the same time, I got two new jobs: one writing for the school blog and helping out with their social media, and the other doing translation and writing for a guide to hot springs around Beppu. I absolutely love both of these jobs, and they helped me realize that what I really wanted to do with my life was to become a journalist.
Once I realized this, I set about the long and arduous process of transferring from APM to APS. I’m not sure how that would work in America, but at APU that means filling out forms, writing an essay, and having an interview. At the end of the summer, I finally got my acceptance and I am now going to be studying Culture, Society, and Media (CSM).
I also moved out of the dorms in July to a 1K apartment downtown. (For those of you who don’t know what a 1K is, it is basically a studio with a sectioned off kitchenette.) If I had the choice, I would have preferred to stay on campus, but you are only allowed to live in the dorms for one year unless you become an RA, and since I didn’t want to quit my other jobs in order to be an RA, I had no choice but to pack my bags and leave at the end of the semester.
I still miss my life in the AP House, but there are some definite perks to being downtown that now I cannot live without. Mainly, the ability to go anywhere downtown without needing to set aside the whole day for a trip down the mountain. In all honesty, I don’t think I have taken full advantage of my new home base yet, but I have faith that once classes get into full swing, my need to procrastinate will drive me out of doors to explore my neighborhood in depth.
My last bit of news I had quite a hard time deciding whether or not to share, and it is part of the reason why I haven’t been posting since May.
For about five months now, I have been dating a Japanese student who moved into the dorms at the beginning of the Spring semester. (Yes, this does mean no more Valentine’s Day posts filled with single-person angst for my family to laugh at). While we are quite happy, I was loathed to post about this on my blog for a number of reasons. First, even though all of my friends and family are aware of his existence and have talked to him on the phone, we were, and still are, at the beginning of our relationship, and while of course, we plan on staying together, anything can change and I didn’t want to make a huge post about how perfect he is only to have us break up a week later.
Additionally, I was not sure to what extent I wanted to share the details of our relationship online. Of course, I have posted his photo on Instagram or Snapchat, but posting things here seems a lot more permanent. For me, I am fine with posting the stories of my various tales of woe, but I don’t feel like I have the right to decide what he finds embarrassing for him. Also since I am seeing him through rose-colored glasses, something that happened to us may seem adorable and funny to me, but be horribly embarrassing to him. He is also a lot more private than I am, so I saw this as becoming a potential problem and instead decided to just avoid it entirely.
However, we spend almost all of our free time together, and he is now a vital part of 99% of the stories I would like to write about here. There of plenty of activities we have done and places we have gone that I would have loved to write about, but at least until we reached a more stable part of our relationship it seemed best to keep things more private.
But now we are coming up on six months, and I still like him just as much as when we first started dating, if not more, and this point we have both invested enough time and effort into this relationship to throw it out over something minor, so I felt comfortable coming back to my blog and including him in the stories that I share here.
Now that the cat is out of the bag, I am sure there will be many posts where you can get to know him more, but for now, I’ll just say that his name is Wataru and he is twenty years old, and he does speak English but we do most of our communication in Japanese. feel free to ask any PG questions, and I will be sure to answer, but there will definitely be more to come about the two of us. For now, just be patient and wait for the next post, which I promise will not take as long to come out as this one.