The End

Captain's log,

I'm sitting in the airport with 2 hours left in my stay here in Japan. I cannot believe a year has gone by.

I still feel like I just got here, I remember arriving and everything that's happened so vividly (minus alcohol-induced blurriness).

But we're done. I'm going home and I have trouble accepting reality for what it is.

My parents came and helped me get all my crap home, which was nice.

We'll be flying to Seattle, then to Atlanta. I'm not wild about this, but I guess I gotta do whatever to get home. We shall see.

Yoko and I are going to try the long distance thing. I'm not sure how I feel about how well we'll be able to do this. Downside is I told my ex (and best friend here) this, and she now hates me. To the point of cutting off contact. It hurts, but I guess she just has to hate me for a while. Hopefully things will be ok again someday.

I can't wait to see my friends again. I look forward to Warped Tour and my coming home party. I look forward to cheap things, meat, proper cheesecake, and good beer. I'm looking forward to having the freedom of a car again, but I'm not wild about driving again. I haven't done it in a year, and I will be terrified of Georgia traffic. I guess we'll just see how that goes.

Well, it was fun, went by too quick, and the damage has been done. The curtain has fallen, and the actors have taken their bows. Goodbye, Japan, I love you and I'll miss you. You can guarantee I'll be back someday. But when is a question of speculation.

I thank you and apologize at the same time. In the meantime, sayonara.

End Captain's log.

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Captain's log:

Two days ago was my 300th day in Japan. I find it weird that I've been here for so long, I've gotten used to it.

I've been freaking out that I'm going home in less than two weeks. And even more so about finals. Tomorrow is my listening final and I have a 10 page geography paper due that I'm barely into, and should be working on instead of typing this. Next week I have 2 small papers due and 3 tests. Yippee.

Tomorrow is also the final mountain party. Should be the biggest one ever. I'm going to miss those.

I've been doing a lot of reflecting. I've had the best year of my life. I had thousands of new experiences, new friends, new places, I found love, and new frustrations. It's been great. I don't want to go, but I'm ready to come home. I'm ready to see my friends again.

I made a new girlfriend, dumb thing to do this late in the game, but we're going to try the long-distance thing, and I think we can make it. My ex, and best friend here now hates me. Which hurts, but maybe things will be ok one day.

I have graduation looming over my head. I'm terrified of it. I don't want to grow up, and I don't want to go out into the world like this. I guess I don't have a choice, really.

My parents are coming, they'll be here the 17th-21st. And we're all going home together. What's kind of the monkey-wrench in the plans is that my girlfriend got pulled into this bridal modeling thing on the 18th, and the guy bailed. Now they need a new dude, and they're asking me. It'll take up 3 hours on the 18th, and I'm not sure what to do. Any ideas?