Looked into the orchestras in Fukuoka and Kumamoto City again. Moving to Fukuoka would have a lot of advantages, the first one being I could probably play with an orchestra.
I thought that trying life here, not as a JET, might be an exciting possibility. It's some sort of crazy dream that will only make my mother worry but, as long as I'm already here, it's kind of fun to play with all those possibilities.
It all depends on two things...
The first is what I do, and the second is what happens after that, hee hee
most likely will come home in july
night night
I tell of my day-to-day experiences in a funky Japanese town from my American viewpoint. This blog could also be called 'Bizarro World', 'Notes From Kyushu, a Smaller Island', or 'Teaching English in Japan: Smash Your Ego in 10 Easy Lessons."
Thursday, May 26, 2005
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I hope you come home so I won't worry. Love, Mom
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