December 9th, 2006-Saturday

Here's a picture of my roomates and I.....soon to be updated more pictures.......

December 8th, 2006-Friday
Well, I fell literally for the third time tonight coming home from work...It was crazy, I even changed my shoes this time....I had took off my heels from earlier because I knew I would have to stand on the train for about an hour....so I make it to my home train station, and go up the steps, as soon as I hit the last step and turn right, I fall, (SPLAT!!!), and once again, no one flinches....I got a laugh or two from a couple of teenagers....I was like, YES, finally some emotion, even if it was at my expense....Truth be told, if it were me that saw someone fall, I would laugh, and make sure they were ok....but anyway moving on......

Wednesday was my roomate's B-day, so both of my roomates, I, and some others met out in Roppongi and went to club Vanilla....it definately wasn't as packed as it was the last time, and the music wasn't even all that this time, but I still had fun and she had a good time...that's all that really counted though....

On Thursday, I went to this open-mic session in Shibuya called Cozmos Cafe. It was typical open-mic, bohemian like club, and it was business as usual until this Japanese guy got on the stage, who called himself FAITH....he bussed out with a rendition of the song, "I'm Trading My Sorrows." Ya know the song that goes, "Yes Lord, Yes Lord, Yes Lord Yes"....He sang it in half Japanese and half English....it was awesome....then, these rappers and singers got on stage and ripped hip hop and contemporary christian, and then neo-soul gospel....it was wonderful...God really knows where to place you and at the right moment. The host was a Black guy from the states....him and his wife, whose from Hotlanta ripped on the mic...they're missionaries here.... and yes I have the contact info....I was so happy to see Black missionaries, since it's such a rareity....they have a beautiful ministry together....and she said I had skills and annointing on the mic...that meant a lot coming from her because she can blow like no ones business.....she sang and her husband rapped....it was hot too.....I was dag, yall are seriously the truth, wow.....well it's 11:44pm here and I have to go to work in the morning so until next blog.....I'll have a picture of my roomates and I the night we went out next time.....

K

December 4th, Monday-
Well, it's 11:44pm at night....I had my first Topic Voice class, yesterday....Voice is basically a conversational session that students sign up for....Students at every level can participate....It's my job as a teacher to make sure the conversation flows naturally and continually, however, the students should do most of the talking....I like it because I get to find out more about Japan and the culture....anyway, Topic Voice is two class lengths back to back, and it's for higher levels only....I didn't check the schedule, and wasn't aware that I had a Topic Voice on Sunday, so I went in there a little unprepared, but it worked out well....I learned about Geisha, and the significance of bowing, and Japanese Story Telling....I really liked it....next time I'll prayerfully be more prepared though....

I have another train story.....I've actually been having a couple of near misses with the train, in reference to just getting on it before the door shuts, but earlier was just amazing....Let me just say, that I'm glad I have my life. Ok, so I'm in Kamata trying to catch the train to Kawasaki, coming home....The alerting bell goes off, alerting you that the train is about to shut, and I get half-way in there...YES HALF WAY IN!!!!! The door shuts on me and my bag, and how about there are people in there right by the door that don't even flinch....I was like, dag, that's cold....I would have said something like, "Are you OK?" So I get in there, and manage to fight my way in, but now my bag is stuck in the door, so then the door budges a bit again and I force my bag in....I'm going to try and not rush in at the bell anymore unless I have somewhere to be in a hurry....Oh, I found a gym....a Gold's Gym, can you believe it? and I start taking classes for Japanese lessons later on this week.....so needless to say, all is well......I miss America, however I'm glad I'm here....until next blog....Oh....I wrote a poem earlier...I was in one of those introspective moods....I need a place that has open-mic so I can rip...this is still a work in progress, but here goes:

The Color of Love

The Color of Love is all, it consists of all, and consumes all,

is needed by all, and shows up in all

even but for a minute, a second, a milli-second

Love is life, life is love, love is freedom without strife

It's true fulfillment on another level,

no longer bound by the devil.

The Color of Love is the color of the abyss, it's infinate

an everlasting fountain of water flowing intimate - ly

continually, simply, steadily, without presumption

It just Is.

Yes it is what it is,

a noun of beauty, an adjective of obscurity, a verb of complexity

A word that has as many definitions as there are people on the planet.

Its color is all.

You don't have to seek love, It will seek you.

It will find you with a sunny day, a smile from a stranger,

an act of kindness on your behalf, a joke that makes you laugh

A cherished moment without physical touch....

Jesus is Love

.....until next blog