Between Hope and Desperation

Today was a good day, sushi-ward. Waking up was more dificult than usual, but I managed and was still on time to meet T and do the daily routine of going to classes where things were as usual as well. Nice twist to the rut is B Sensei’s ingenuous idea of letting us watch the “Tonari no Totoro” anime as a means of practicing our listening comprehension. Nice.

So later me and T walked all the way to the Rectorate to get the bus which is like a forty minute walk and good thing the weather was less hot. Tired we got on the bus and soon arrived at Fantastico to realise our plan of buyin groceries for the sushi day. This day was our small rebelion against the intensive course and its confinements. We had long ago decided to have such a small party despite all the homework and chores. So we did quite a lot of shoping, amounting up to about 10 leva per person for the meagre sushi fest. Kind of a waste, but all good things come with a price. Soon Iv came and we had a swell cooking-gossiping time. Five hours of sushi extravaganza and talking behind the backs of our “beloved” enthusiasts ( nothing too bad, we are not such people) are a good thing in a middle of a summer intensive course, though our homeworks might not agree.

Unfortunately, Tanya came back an hour early and put an end to the day. Well, no harm done, it was coming to an end anyhow. I am kind of sorry that she had to witness the mess and the unannounced party, but …what could I do.

Today the evening is chilly and windy and cloudy and rainy, so unlike a July evening that I absolutely love it. Such nights are always my favourites in summer – times when my mind floats with imagination and creativity, but my body is too weary to produce it.

Lately I have revisited my love for Anne and it is as perfect and fresh as ever. Also, right now there is the Cashmere Mafia on tv and though it is quite unoriginal, it is also ok. Of course, nothing compares to …whatever.

I just got the family call telling me to go to bed and rest. Good advice, although I feel unable to keep it. Tired,yes, but still quite restless to sleep and leave my thoughts.

Let’s face it, the sushi day is at its end. It was a day as any other, but I felt like writing and the subject suggested itself. Besides, today was the epythome of a day at the Japanese Studies Section – reading, listening and learning, traveling long hours, feeling some disappointment, talking honestly to a friend, eating sushi, joking around with every aspect of life, experiencing some uneasiness with the roommate and finally, being left alone to my own thoughts. An unconspicuous, but an altogether good day.

Time to say good night.