So it turns out one of my friends has something of a vendetta towards Pokémon. That or they just think it’s boring doing the same thing over and over again. This repetition, although, has never stopped me from wanting the games. There’s something soothing about it. Alas, I don’t think I currently have the funds to pick up either Pokémon Black or White. This is a shame because this is the first time a good number of people I know are buying the game and playing it. Being able to finally participate in the social aspect of the game series with more than 1 or 2 people sounds enticing. But hey, it’s not like I got far in Heart Gold.

The reason this conversation came up in the first place was due to spending last night with two friends of mine Alex and Abel. Alex, the Pokémon hater that he is, you may recognize from the video series I do, Let’s Playing. Anyway, with my wife busy at a teacher party, the three of us decided to grab some food. At a family restaurant. That’s less weird than it might be in the US and I’m not entirely sure why. But it was nice to get in a relaxed atmosphere with some friends and just be a little ridiculous. There was a couple sitting near us who were also clearly not Japanese, but I couldn’t make out the language they were speaking. So hopefully any of the potentially offensive things my party may have said went unnoticed by the Japanese and our neighboring patrons. Hey, we all have to let loose sometime.

So after eating too much we headed back to my placed where Abel loaded up Scott Pilgrim VS The World: The Game on my PS3. It’s been a while since I’ve done game sharing on the PS3 but I guess it still sort of works. That’s nice. The game itself was pretty fun too. Obviously drawing upon River City Ransom for some inspiration and throwing in tons of references to classic gaming. I haven’t attempted playing it solo just yet, but as multiplayer it was quite fun. It’s a shame that it’s only local multiplayer because I would love to play with some friends at any time. Also, it features a lot of bouncing breasts. But Abel claims that rings true to the artistic intent from the Scott Pilgrim comics, and we can’t go belittling art, now can we?

 

Ah, Japanese Language Proficiency Test time approaches. Somehow people have been convinced that this test really matters and that’s probably because some companies in Japan allegedly use it in hiring those not native Japanese.

The fact that I’ve failed the test as many times as I have and the fact that I’ve spent so much money on it isn’t the problem. It’s the fear that I will never achieve the fluency that I’m shooting for. It’s the stinging pain in my chest every single time I sit down to study or even just enjoy Japanese and I can’t do it. I do not know what mental block I have put up around myself that I cannot have fun anymore, but it is alive and well. The guilt I get from enjoying myself is so strong that I can barely breathe.

This is not a good time.

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I’m currently enrolled in a Translation/Interpretation class in order to assist me in not being entirely inept at the Japanese language. You know, since I do intend on living here for the rest of my life and all.

Each day I’m supposed to read a passage, see how they translate it, do some passage translation of my own and then listen to some dialogue and translate. The essays and dialogue suffice well enough considering how much I am paying to take this course1 but that doesn’t mean I don’t expect some logic in their work. The definitions given to assist in the passage reading often have me throwing my hands up in the air. Alas, I am not waving them around like I just don’t care. Continue reading »

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I have been teaching elementary school for slightly over three years now. That slightly edges me over my wife who is an actual teacher with actual certification. This makes me giggle from time to time. While most teachers have training, I came into this job with little but my wits. I have forty five minutes to teach these younglings some English and they better learn. But that’s not good enough. It better be interesting otherwise they’re not going to bother to learn. And as much as I try I can’t fault the students for not being interested at times. For all I know, Kumiko’s new haircut may be infinitely more interesting than going to an imaginary store. I mean, I know I can’t believe she came to school looking like that. The saving grace is that a good two thirds of my students were already interested just by proxy of them being under the age of 10. Very few things dull one at that age. Or, I’d like to at least think so. Continue reading »

 


Because why should you only play a game once! Especially if you dislike it. Maybe this time, I’ll discover what it is about FF9 that everyone seems to love. Continue reading »

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