The oninion

I really enjoy my life here in Japan more and more. Day after day, i feel i make progress, both with the language but also in my cultural integration. Seems strange for me to say so but even after over 7 month here, i still feel like i arrived yesterday.

I play volleyball still and it has become very interesting recently as new student entered the circle. I am an odd end in many ways. I am of course to begin with the only foreign student in the club but also ... i am older then everyone there. I arrived before the new student so i am closer to the senpai but in a way i am almost as new to the circle.

There is an order of thing and its interesting as my skill in Japanese are getting better i can get a feel from the usage of different level of language between the different member of the group. Its feels like day after day , meeting after meeting, I am peeling a peel from the onion and I am getting to the inner part while others are peeling at the outer part closing in but still on the other side of an invisible wall.

Circle

Today, i joined a circle, the volley-ball circle. I was very surprised by how well it went in apearance. People were very cheerfull and also very nice to me. I had expecation of the contrary in way but I know that even if I seem accepted. It very interesting to say that there is no named leader and no one pointed him to e but it was easy to find out. The hierarchy in the circle seems very interesting and also the way people play is very interesting as well. This is going to be one of my most interesting experience in Japan and also a very pleasant one.

Old made new again

Yesterday i had a very interesting show of culture shock.

My roomate is a new student from Autralia. A very nice person and very enthusiastic about is experience in Japan. He already came here before a long time ago. he got pretty good skills and Japanese and he is very willing to go around and explore the surrounding areas. Everything he tells me sounds like its so exciting.

As for me, i been there done that. But i can't resist and still ask him about all of it. I suggest places he should go and we discuss on interesting places we both have been now. I have been throught a hard time during our winter break because of culture shock. Life now seem to renew a little bit as my interest comes back as my roomate tell tales of his new found adventures. Now, i that i view old things as new again i want to go out more and make entirely new stories for myself. Seems like, culture shock curve from my roomate brought me back from the deepest of mine.

And there was the begining

There is a begining to most things.

This is the begining of my tales.

There are before and there will be more but this is the begining of my telling them by writting them.

As there are things that begin things end as well...

but this one is to be continued.