I know I haven't blogged in awhile. I just haven't been motivated. At first, I was excited to write about all the strange things in Japan. But after awhile, things just become normal. Corn and mayonnaise on your pizza? Normal. Students running up in the hallway to pet your hair? Normal. People stopping you on a train to ask you where you're from and then telling you that you're beautiful? Normal (and seriously, after awhile, it doesn't even serve as an ego boost anymore).

I guess it truly is time for me to come home. To my mother's intense relief, I declined to recontract for a 4th year (the person who gave me the papers asked me twice if I was absolutely sure. She even gave them to me a week late to give me more time to "think it over". I told her that I eventually want to get married, but I am having no luck even finding a boyfriend in Japan. She reminded me that I still have 6 months, and wouldn't it be a shame if I got a boyfriend in that time and then had to leave? Fun stuff).

So as of August or thereabouts, I will be coming home. I figured that now that the American economy is in the crapper, I should definitely leave my steady, stable, well-paying job and head back to America where I can aspire to be, with patience and dedication, a manager at a fast food restaurant. Or at least marry one.