We All Live in a Yellow Submarine

I really should'nt have waited this long before making a new entry, but looking back, I realize I did'nt actually have any time for it anyway.

Loads of stuff has happened this week (and unfortunately I did not write in my diary), I'll see if I can fill you in on the details in an efficient manner. Back on Monday I moved to a new host family, but before that I visited my School.

But first I should talk about the whole "moving out of my old family"-thing.

That morning was pretty stale, though I did get a chance to use the computer (which was the time I wrote the first entry with the diary, I think). But the last two hours were just filled with bored waiting.

Oh and all the time it was raining, as it had the day before, there were talks of a typhoon and stuff (though I did'nt really care much for it).

So then I eventually got a ride to the second-nearest station (so I did'nt have to transfer) and waited there, in the rain. But my host family had been so kind to give me an umbrella, so I was unfazed.

And since I was so tired when the train arrived, I did'nt even care to think of the implications when I sat down between two obviously "mean guys". They had ragged clothes, pointy shoes (with metal parts) and insane hair. Not to mention that they had left one seat open between them just so they could sit down with mirrored poses.

Fast forwarding to the time when I had to wait at a metro station for 50 minutes just because the person who was taking me to the school & family was waiting at the wrong entrance. But it was alright.

The visit to school was quite awkward. I got to sit down and introduce myself to a teacher (I was completely unprepared) and then there was a lot of paperwork I did'nt understand.
Then I had to introduce myself in front of all the teachers, who seemed very unimpressed. I had actually thought that my arrival would be a special occasion, but their mentality seemed to be "oh, another one of those exchange students...", so I felt pretty let down.
I did regain my hope after the guide through school anyway, so it worked out and I left the place with a positive outlook.

As you might have gathered, my host family proved to be awesome. I was convinced of it immediately, since I spent the first evening with my family by playing mario party against the kids, they were impressed by my incredible skills at throwing ropes.

By the way, the kids are named Kota and Yui, they're 5 and 6 (7 in 2 months) years old. They're insanely adorable.

Uh, I had intended to write everything and catch up with the present today, but it's kind of too late and I have things to do before I go to bed. Sorry.