Frustrations

So, normally, I would feel bad about making this rant post at work. But I'm sooooooo annoyed right now.

Also, I swear, eventually, this blog will contain posts that AREN'T rants or "oops I forgot to post while I had internet."

But it's been two months almost. I've been patient. Really patient. I've been a good girl and not gotten all princess fussy. But two months. TWO MONTHS. You'd think I'd be able to be a little bit more patient at this point since I've already waited so damn long.

For some reason though, it is way harder, and way more frustrating to wait right now. They finally came to my house and got the internet connected. I thought I would be able to set it up pretty easily, since I was able to do that fine at home. But no. Japan has a F'IN' CRAZY AS SHIT Internet set up. Seriously. If anyone EVER tries to tell me that Japan is super advanced in technology so naturally everything in Japan is superfast easy to use wifi, I think I might start to giggle hysterically. It's so not. While the speeds are definitely fast, the set up, the process, and the attitude towards wifi here, ESPECIALLY in not the cities (which, asides from the sprawl that is Tokyo, Japan is probably mostly made of). I never thought I'd be able to survive this long. But a lot of the teachers and students don't have internet at home. If they do, generally internet is wired. Granted, it's blazing fast, but Japan's still tied up (bad pun yes) in wires.

It's that ARG I'M SO CLOSE feeling that's really frustrating. Unlike in the states, you don't just plug things in and they work. Or even, plug things in, determine connection, and it works. They leave you with a modem, and another box thing. This other box thing is completely foreign to me. I've never seen it. All my "hey I set up internet back in the states once" training goes out the window. I'm f'in' clueless.

So I went to bed last night a little angry.

I had this... oddly realistic dream too. Jeana was in it, as well as some family and some friends. I don't remember the details, but I do remember that I was constantly getting left behind. Like, I'd be a minute late and they'd just LEAVE. I'm sorry, but it's kinda annoying when people leave right on the dot. lol. Talk about cultural differences of time. I mean, I'm all for waiting a minute or two, but I can understand when time is of the essence and you must be exactly on time. But unless you like, warn me early about it...

I like, literally just kept missing them too. I was like, OMG JUST WAIT ONE MINUTE AND I WILL CATCH UP. I had to take a *taxi* to try and rondevous with them, and it cost me a fortune!

I think I woke up at that point.

It was raining this morning. I really need to buy a real umbrella. For all Okayama calls itself "the sunshine prefecture" sorry, you ain't got shit on San Diego. Actually, it's probably raining more often than it did in norcal too, for all I haven't been here for very long.