The 2-Month Fetish

One thing that I have come to realize about myself over the past year is that I attack life in spurts. Well not necessarily Life life, but the things inside of it. I walk the same way home for about a month or two and then get bored of it, so I change the route a little; I find something I really like at the grocery store and then buy mostly that until I get sick of it, and then I start regularily eating something else; I start a pattern of how I spend my days off, but then the lack of variety starts to eat at me and I do something new.
I've come to the conclusion is about the glowing and fading of different passions we have; without the lack of passion about something for a while we would never appreciate it in the first place (ie. Hamburger Helper, a favorite song, relationship with Jesus).
Right now one of my favorite things to do on Friday afternoons is hang out at Mr.Donuts. I previously never had a fettish for this restaurant and I don't even particularily like donuts, but now I always look forwards to going. It might be the growing list of memories I have in that restaurant of sitting and talking with a friend, playing Super Mario, reading a book, doing homework and writing letters that I've come to be so fond of. It may be the atmosphere of comfortability and no time restraints.
Another great possibility for my recent addiction to Mr. Donuts is their point card. I have no idea how those points work, as the range of points I have received goes from about 8 to 42 for the purchase of roughly the same things; it's almost fascinating to me. I try to come up with theories of why some days I get more and some days I get less, but none of those theories last longer than it takes me to get to the next Mr. Donuts.
I am not complaining, though, about the way my points have accumulated in the last two months, as I am quite nearing the point of being able to receive one of their ever-changing point prizes. My new goal is to be able to bring a Mr. Donuts bath towel with me when I go back home to Canada. I would use it proudly as a member of the 'Misdo Club', even though it would be on foreign soil.
'Misdo' is another classic example of Japanese throwing together a few english words and coming up with something they proudly display as a legitimate english word. (It's Mr. Donuts put together).
Another example would be a product called 'Creap'. I would like to, at this time, begin a poll and see what you all think something like 'Creap' could be, besides that person you have a restraining order against.
Hint: "Would you like some Creap in your Blendy?"

An Amazing Thought

I have just gotten that much cooler; not only do I live in Japan but I have now lived through an earthquake.
It started off as a normal day, teaching, planning, waiting for classes to begin, eating a few times, but it's now a day I don't think I'll forget for a while. My classes had just finished for the day and I was absolutely starving (having mostly salad for two meals in a day does that to you...) so I started rooting through my candy stash I keep in Kaila's room trying to find something to satisfy my belly. Then Kaila brought up the option of making baked apples that I voted for. We were just sitting on her bed finishing them up when one wall started shaking, then two, then the whole building. At first maybe I thought just a loud truck was driving by, but I soon realized I was sitting in a natural disaster. Kaila and I clutched onto each other, our eyes wide; if my face looked anything like her face I probably looked pretty scared. And then all at once it was over.
It is a weird feeling to suddenly realize everything you've thought was stable suddenly isn't; stability is something I think we all take for granted. It's easy to get lost in our own worlds, thinking we're in control, but that's really not the case; we live in a world that has a Sovereign God, and when he reaches his hand down into our world and exercises his power through things like earthquakes it makes you feel really small. And this God who controls every earthquake, who sees everything in the world and holds the universe in His hands knows me, little me, and loves me with everything He is.
That is simply an amazing thought.

Not Much of Anything

I don't have anything particularily... particular anything...not much of anything to say.
I could write about how warm it is this year (last year at this time I was sleeping with eight blankets, as well as socks, long johns, sweats, about three shirts and a hoody and sometimes a touque and I was still cold, while this year I only have four blankts), how my classes are trucking on as normal (or not so normal because it's the start of the new school year in Japan and everything will be changing soon), how I'm still bringing new Japanese worship songs to the church and leading them every Sunday (I started a new one today that I had never heard before and I practiced it last night...sketchy...), how I just got back from Odate and I went to Baskin Robins again and got my same small double in a cup (the people who work in that store know who I am and they laugh at me every time I come), how my house is still gross and dirty (but Kaila agrees that there's a weird dust in this country that gets everything covered again right as soon as you clean), how I've been trying to write a song but it won't come out (I'm still frustrated even though I've come to realize they're not my songs and I really don't control the pace God decides to give them to me...), how I'm starting a Jeremiah correspondance course with CLBI tomorrow and there's so much work it's overwhelming (if I was doing school full time I think it would still take about two weeks to finish), how me and Kaila are going to the Toyomura's house tomorrow for okonomiyaki (they are my amazing Japanese parents who have decided they're coming to my wedding and doing a speech...not that I'm getting married anytime soon...and who are oh so close to getting baptized, thus declaring themselves as Christians in this country), how I've been speaking a lot of English lately and my Japanese is getting lost (this also is frustrating but I've noticed a pattern of intense learning and then platau-ing, so I'm hoping I'm on a platau)
... so like I said, I don't particularily have much to say (which might be a good thing because it's time for bed).