Weekend Fun And An Accident... A Janken-Related Accident

This weekend was pretty awesome! The drive wasn't as bad as I thought it might be... especially since I was going on a map that didn't have much information that corresponded with my given directions... heh heh... but, I survived without a problem. Though, the drive to Mizusawa is pretty narrow along the mountains... so, had to be careful.

Anyway, I got at the party pretty early. And... by early... I mean early for a Hispanic. I arrived like 10-15 minutes after the stated starting time... heh heh.

Of course, that meant that I didn't really know anybody from the start. And, I was the most stylish person too (not to crack on other people's styles, but it was mostly older Japanese people at first). However, within 30 or so minutes, people I knew started showing up... so, I had more ease and comfort socializing with others.

I surprisingly waited a while to begin drinking... but, when I did... I DID. Not that I drank a lot... it was more of a "what I drank" deal. Lets just say that one of my fellow company people brought a Polish drink with him... and, yeah... it said it was 96% alcohol. Dude... it smelled like rubbing alcohol. Needless to say, that shit is probably not found in America.

When someone asked what the other 4% was... I joked that the remainder of the drink was rubbing alcohol... heh heh.

I had no intention on trying it... but, when I jokingly poured more than necessary into a friend's cup... I told him we'd halfsy it. We obviously didn't drink it straight up... and it really wasn't a lot that I poured in... BUT... DA-DAMN! Wow... it made the screwdriver I was drinking taste like... well... water.

The host of the party, who was drunk, then later took a swig straight from the bottle... and after questioning my manhood (and since I give into peer pressure easily enough in a sober state), I took a swig from the bottle as well. Yeah, I felt a burn in my throat for a good... well, I don't remember when it stopped burning... but, I do know that when I woke up the next day it was okay.

I initiated a King's Cup game... quite possibly the slowest King's Cup game of life... so, a girl and I made it a point to just skip everyone and keep playing ourselves until we finished. I don't recall how the rest of the night went (not because I was fucked up... but, because I really don't remember), but it ended with quite possibly the BEST GAME OF JENGA EVER!!!!! Man, we had it up to like 34 levels the last time I counted it. We then passed out since it was 5:30 in the morning.

The next day I basically hung out with two cool dudes and we played some Smash Bros. for a bit before we all left for home. Can't wait to hang with them again... they really awesome.

We have training and a 3-day weekend coming up... so, we plan on hanging in Morioka before travelling to Ichinoseki and maybe possibly going to Mizusawa for a Thanksgiving dinner... we'll see. And, a teacher told me today that it might snow... OH EM GEE yo... oh em gee indeed. I'm really excited about that... but, she then went on to tell me that if I had snow tires I should change them... ooops... heh heh... I might want to get to changing my tires... especially with a weekend of travelling/driving.

Today's classes went really well. Had a lot of fun... which, was pretty surprising to me since I didn't feel quite prepared. I didn't have a schedule of what I was supposed to teach, then realized that there was a misunderstanding somewhere and my schedule for December 1st was actually today's lessons. I had to prepare 3 lessons in like an hour... but, it all worked out at the end and the students seemed to like the games we played.

In fact... I was having so much fun and was all genki-fied (some Japenglish for you) that I ended up having a Janken-related accident. Well, it shouldn't come to much of a surprise since I am accident-prone... but, who the fuck has a Rock-Paper-Scissors accident... really?!? Oh wait... maybe the person who to this day has a weak knee do to a jump roping accident.

... fail...

In my energetic goofiness... I was exaggerating my Janken motions... and banged my hand against a heater's grill that's main purpose is to PROTECT from harm. The grill keeps people from accidentally (or purposely... you never know with some people) touching the heater's pipes and getting burned. Yeah, too bad the grill is actually like sharp enough to slice some skin off of my finger and knuckle when I banged my hand against it.

A pretty big chunk came off of my finger and a smaller piece came from my knuckle. I started itai-ing (meaning I was saying "itai" over and over again to make the students laugh... but, also really because it did hurt).

Then I asked for a tissue... and a cute girl came rushing to me with her tissues since she saw I was almost gushing blood... fun! My teacher asked if I was okay... and I said it was no problem and I was good to Janken. We finished up the game and then the class... but, it basically stung the whole time. By the end of the period... my blood had began seaping through the tissue... but, the cute little girl then came up and said, "Vikutaa... bando eido?"

I returned to the classroom during my break later in the day and found the now dried and hardened piece of skin that got sliced off... awesome!

I was so grateful... heh heh. I thanked her profusely and put the band aid on... ::sigh::... only Victor... only Victor indeed.