APRIL 27
After training last night I rejoined with the BBQ
group for karaoke at Chikara. We stayed until morning, which isn’t as easy to
do as I remember it being. Maybe that’s because I’ve been cutting back on the
coffee? In any case, today I have done nothing but work on my manga and
snack on candy that my mom sent me. Having this candy around might be a bad
idea…
APRIL 28
Mrs. Yamamoto scheduled another meeting with her
seminar for us. It’s a new class of 3rd year students, but there are a couple
seniors from last semester in the class, too. Unlike last time, where we had to
actually do work in groups, this meeting was primarily for international
communication exchange. It also took place during lunch. At first there was no
movement between the groups, so Mrs. Yamamoto guided us all through
self-introductions. That got the conversations started. I also took the chance
to pass out a lot of my Starbursts and Jolly Ranchers; less candy for me!
Overall, they seem like an interesting bunch. Upperclassmen
are usually more settled in themselves, so you can sense their real
personalities. During one of the introductions, a girl asked if anyone was
afraid of dogs, and then she did an impression of a dog barking. Like I said,
interesting.
APRIL 29
I came home after class so that I could buy groceries
and eat lunch, but it started raining. Somehow, it turned into the perfect
excuse not to go back outside, so I didn’t go to dance practice today. Instead,
I worked on some manga pages and watches a movie. I should be working
harder on my manga if I want to finish it soon, but I just needed to
watch another movie. My list has significantly decreased, however, so I think
this weekend will be a good work weekend.
APRIL 30
Ah, Wednesdays, the busiest days of the week for me.
Between first and third period classes I walked down
to the station to withdraw money. For some reason, even though I was able to
withdraw money from my bank in the States, I couldn’t figure out how to
transfer it. So, it was back out and down Hirokoji Street to the actual bank.
One of the employees there was the same woman that guided me when I forgot my
secret number. I didn’t want to bother her again, so I approached the ATM on my
own at first.
When it comes to money, I can’t make a mistake. I put
the ATM into English mode, just to get the process over, but I still could not
pull up the correct transfer option. When I looked at the screen in Japanese, I
kept thinking it was the last button on the page, but I couldn’t commit. And, of
course, every time you cancel a transaction on the ATM it has to announce that.
Thanks for that. Consequently, I gave in and approached the employee. She
showed me the correct button on the ATM (it was the last one), but I could
sense either some annoyance or worry that I had pulled her from her station in
front of the windows.
At last I was able to transfer my money to pay for
this semester’s rent. The JASSO scholarship was just deposited into our
accounts, and we received a little extension on the payment because of that.
Now I have no money, just about three-hundred dollars’ worth of yen to my name.
I might have to withdraw some more from abroad later.
MAY 1
It’s May! Time is flying by so quickly these past few
weeks. Since I’ve been trying to finish my manga, a lot of my once free
time has gone into busy work. I also have training once or twice a week, so my
schedule is quite full.
On that note, today I didn’t go to dance practice
either. After class I walked out to Donki with Joy and Rachael. The walk only
took about thirty minutes, which isn’t as long as we thought it would take. We
bought a few groceries, special ones, including foreign brands that only Donki
carries. Rachael was having another dinner party in her room tonight. She was
going to make all of our favorites: chicken wings, mashed potatoes, blueberry
wontons…
I was really looking forward to it, but of course I
had to choose between dance and dinner. This time, dinner won. I’ve missed the
last few parties because of training and dance, so this was my chance. The
party obviously wasn’t until dinner time, so as I waited I worked on manga.
Most of the inking is done, but there are still over four chapters that I have
to finish editing on the computer, before I scan in the remaining two.
Thankfully, we have a four day weekend for Golden Week, a collection of
National holidays within a week’s time. Time for a work marathon!
MAY 2 - MAY 4
Three days… I have done nothing for three days except
sleep, eat and work on manga. The good news is, I feel like I made a
dent in the pages. I can’t count how many hours I worked, but if I estimate the
work rate at one page for every three hours, then maybe it will be another 130
hours… That still seems like a lot, but you have to understand that there are
200 pages in a single volume of my series. 130 or so hours, only covers the
last 45 pages, and that’s the best case scenario estimate.
It’s getting harder to sit down at a desk or computer
for more than a couple hours to do busy work. I started this series about eight
years ago, when I was a sophomore in high school. Back then, I could spend
hours every day drawing and working on my series. Recently, that same fire has
been hard to come by. I still enjoy the work, don’t get me wrong, but I just
can’t stand the lifestyle. When I had the chance to start my own series, it was
a great outlet for me because I didn’t have the chance to do many things out in
the world. My hobby soon became my job, which later meant that I had the
responsibility to stay home and work, rather than waste time out and about.
Back then, maybe it was a good thing for me, but now things are different. I
don’t need to live my life passively through creating stories because I can
live it now.
The scariest part about these past few weeks of trying
to finish up this series, and also taking movie breaks, is that I could
physically feel the separation from reality. I had never felt that before. Back
at home in the States, if I wanted to binge on a TV series or delve into a book
for a few hours, I could easily transition that between going to classes or
simply getting up to go to the bathroom. There was no disconnection. On the
other hand, a few days ago when I was watching a movie I heard a siren outside.
I quite literally snapped back to reality; I’m in Japan now with all the
freedom in the world, so why am I sitting in front of a screen absorbing myself
into someone else’s life? Well, at that time, it was already well into the
night, so there was nothing else to do, but not once before had I seen the line
between reality and fantasy.
I still enjoy movies. I still enjoy
drawing. I still plan to enjoy them. But, less is more. This book is the last
of the series, and it may be my last for a while. My current path is leading me
towards dance, and what looks like a teaching job. It’s not what I would have
expected years ago, but it feels like it’s the answer that’s been sitting there
all along. I just needed to break out of my comfort zone, shed a few layers and
open myself to new possibilities. Now I’m looking forward to finishing this manga
for a new reason. I’m ready for the next level, the next stage in my life.
(A sample of the Jello I made these past few days; this one was made in a
baking cup with a dinosaur mold.)
I also would like to get out and grab some groceries.
I didn’t have much food when I started this marathon, so for the last three
days I’ve been surviving on kosher Jello that my mom sent me in the package. I
need solid food.
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