Ready for the weekend

It's Friday here in Japan, which means two things: 1) Weekend! 2) No school and no internet ;(

I'll see if I can get up REALLY early on Saturday and stay up tonight so I can post somethings tomorrow. Also a big thank you to my mom for reading my huge post yesterday and pointing out we're miss the first part of the Madonna story. I fixed it and here is the opening for your reading pleasure:

"As I was trying to figure out how to get to Yodabashi from Namba station when I got back to Osaka. I noticed another white guy standing next to me in a bright orange Texas longhorns t-shirt. I was about to ask him if he needed help, when he looked up from his map and ask, "Please tell me you speak English." I do, so I asked him what he need help with and apparently he was just trying to get to Umeda station, which is one past Yodabashi (the one I was going to to meet Erica and crew). So I helped him get his ticket, explained how the train worked and then offered to ride the train with him since we were both going on the same one anyway. We got to chatting and it turns out it was his first time in Japan and he was here working for the Madonna concert that was being held in Osaka that night and Sunday night. He was really nice and is originally from Texas (hence the shirt) and showed me pictures of some of the other shows they've done (in Denmark, etc.). He also threw in a picture of his dog, which was super cute. As we were talking he said he was very thankful that I stopped and gave him all this help and even went on the same train and he offered to walk me into the Madonna concert! I was totally excited and then he gave me his hotel he was staying at and the room number. Now this freaked me out. continued in the other post"

I also had another classic Manda moment in class today. We had to do "Karaoke" in class and sing a line to this, "Thank you" song that we made up thanking someone for something. I made up my line way in advance and prepared it as the other students were doing their lines, then it was my turn. The music played, I opened my mouth and said, "naoshi" followed by a blank stare and my mouth hanging open. I then put my head on my desk. What I'd wanted to say was "Jitensha o naoshite kure.." (Thank you for fixing my bike) but I started with the verb "to fix" and therefore couldn't go back in time fast enough to get to "bike" and I folded up like a cheap cardtable.

All I could do was have flashbacks to all of the plays I messed up solos in, it's like my really crappy superpower.