Ok, so for those of you that didn't know, I have left my previous work place, the place that shall never be mentioned again, and moved to Osaka. Finally! Not that I didn't enjoy the company of my coworkers and students at said job, but my quality of life wasn't quite what I was looking for while I worked there. After completing my one year contract, moving to Osaka seemed like the right choice. You know, single girl filled to the brim with hopes and dreams moves to the big city. I'm sure you've heard this story before, in fact you've probably seen the movie twice.
So, Osaka. I can't begin to explain all the reasons why I love this city, and frankly, I'm just getting to know it. Here's the skinny for those of you that unfamiliar with my current place of residence. Osaka is the third largest city in Japan, much larger than Kusatsu for those of you that were wondering. Even though it is roughly the same size as Seattle, another familiar city, it packs about four times the population in the same about of space. And you know what that means; nightlife, culture, shopping, potential friends : ) and adventures just waiting to happen. Not to mention Osaka is known as the food capital of Japan and I feel like Osakans (is that correct?) are some of the friendliest people you will meet anywhere. Yay Osaka!
What brings me to the big city, you may ask. Well learning Japanese, teaching English, and just having a good time. About a month has passed, and I have done just that. I go to a Japanese language school five times a week. Class is so much fun! Only three of the students, including myself, are native English speakers in a class of, I want to say, about 20. I’ve decided that I approve of Italians speaking Japanese, somehow they make the language sound sexy. It can be interesting being forced to communicate with someone in a language that neither of you speak very well and also surprising how many people of different countries are fluent in English. It sometimes make me wish I was born in a nonEnglish speaking country just so I could be bilingual. It makes me sad when some of my classmates list off how many languages they can speak.
Moving on, I also work three times a week at two separate part time jobs. My switch in employers has been quite the shock. I have gone from working ridiculous hours and a very stressful working environment to two very casual and laid back work places. It certainly has been a welcomed change, but the pay cut has, of course, been depressing to say the least. Oh well, that’s why I was saving at my last job, right? Time to live life and not look back.
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