What can I say. Alot and not to much I suppose. I honestly find it hard writinging about myself particularly in a journal I have. I must force myself to keep a "record" of sorts about my life. I personally would like to leave evidence of my life not through words but through a drawing or painting...fine art. I dont have any friends in Japan yet, well peers anyways. Michelle the Austy takes me around places sometimes and I have watched a movie over at her apartment. I have classes on Tuseday to Friday. I have Japanese language courses, two P.E and one calligraphy class. So far I have only done one calligraphy class but I tell you, I lust to take the black ink and splash and smear it into an expression of my emtyness and fullness while here. I find myself being sucked into the blackness of the ink wishing I could sink in it. Which reminds me of a quote by Bruce Cockburn - "Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight. You gotta kick at the darkness till it bleeds daylight." I went to the barber yesterday and shaved off all my hair again. Makes me feel better to have no hair. Two of the Korean boys laught at me and then the other one wish me not to cut my hair. People look at me less here then people do in Dawson. I like it. Everyone is decently nice. Anyways I'll try and write about me life every couple of days...and I decided since this blogger is coming up in Japanese still I do not really know at all how to navagate it and so you'll have to see all my photos on facebook. By the by my camara sucks ....okay loves. peace out