(i know i promised no more posts but i am just to angry not to write something).

I slept 4 hours last night, was violently ill with my stomach raging the whole time.  My host mom feeds me a agar (like corn syrup but made from kelp) tea connoction (for diarrhea, which i don’t have), and it looks like gak that is poop green. It ranks as the worst food i have tried this entire time. I try one bite say, “hmm that is interesting excuse me” and promptly throw it up. I call my program director to ask if she will try to smooth things over with a teacher who i have a midterm paper due today.She says that even if i emailed the paper to the teacher she couldn’t guarantee that I won’t automatically fail. I go on the my 1.25 hour one-way commute carrying my little vomit bag, luckily manage to grab a seat and never throw up. I spent a lot of my time trying to decide that if i do throw up should i aim for the burnable or non-burnable trash cans. I come early to go to the free clinic, it is closed for lunch, and has no english so i accidentely went to the women’s only first. When I go back after lunch I realize that the clinic is run by VENDING machines, and totally incomprehensible. I would point out while my teacher for this class is most likely a brilliant man, he cannot understand any english and will probably not be able to understand my paper. As he is not able to understand anyones questions. I am so ready to get out of here.

Fuck you, Waseda.

P.S. Your mascot is a inbred cross-eyed bear. http://www.waseda-shop.com/images/doll_w_bear_1.jpg