100th post

So, I'm gonna start this 100th post off to a kinda weird start.

So today while I was sitting there in the teacher's room, cutting out cards that I realized half way through I wouldn't need until next week, not tomorrow (although I don't have ANYthing for the 2nd grade lesson, that IS actually tomorrow), suddenly all of the teachers at Shimoji sit down and start having a meeting around me.

Now, meetings such as these usually happen before or after school. The fact that it was the middle of the day seemed a little odd, but I figured I'd just been left out of the loop again and whatever. Then the fourth grade teacher says that she found a note and proceeds to read the note, in which one of my girls is telling another girl to *please die.* Ah, so emergency meeting. Gotcha. I couldn't understand much more than that, and that both of the girls were friends and on the basketball team together. So why? and what's gonna be done about it? I have no idea. But yeah. Afternoon.

In other unhappy news. I'm now 14 hours ahead of you. Stupid daylight savings. If I ever thought it was just mildly annoying before, now it's downright a hated thing. This means that the occasional nights when Leo calls me on his way to work, are now well after my bedtime. That if I get up and call him in the morning, he's without question, still at work. And when I get off work and get home, it's now 3am. This sucks so bad.

In happier news. I worked my tush off for my Halloween costume, and pictures are now up. That's totally a lie, of course. I sat on my tush, vaguely, occasionally, working on my Halloween costume for 2 weeks, and then when I thought I had enough time to get up early on Saturday and finish, it turned out that I didn't. Mostly because the collar turned out to be a pain in the. But it didn't fall off of me (one of my worries), and it held up well enough that I can probably use it again. Although if I undertake something like this again (I would like to point out that this was my first Halloween costume/outfit in general that I've made for myself and by myself. Another *I've grown up* moments) I'm not doing it without a sewing machine again. That would have made it so much easier. And quicker. As was, I watched Stardust, and 2 episodes of Bionic Woman, and the entire new season of Avatar. And was done JUST in time for the party. But Did Not have time to do my headdress. Turned out okay though.

*Speaking* of Avatar. Has anyone else noticed that it:s not Avatar: the Last Airbender anymore? It's now Avatar: the Legend of Aang? I wonder when it changed. I think I would have noticed it before now, but it took me until the 8th or so episode to notice. *Really* good show, if anyone is interested.

In the past few days I've also read a bunch of manga that Curi gave me, ate the end of the Word and the Void series, and cleaned up my apartment a bit to the tune of Transformers. The apartment has to be done this week, before Friday. Because for the next 3 weekends I'm going out of town. First to Ishigaki, to visit Veronica. Then to Naha, for the mid-year conference (I need a skirt for that). Then to Osaka with Marnie, Curi, and Tiffany. Because I'm not a cancer who likes to hole up in her house and never see people. Because I don't feel the need to sleep in and rejuvenate myself, by myself, at least once a week. Because I don't need any *down time* days. Or any *clean up the place* days. Really, swear. At least I should have tons of fun.

Oh, also a Grandmotts update. Didn't really give one before now because I hadn't heard one way or the other defiantly until recently. She's still in the hospital. Extremely tired. But slowly improving. I hope she gets better enough to go home soon. Maybe next week. I'll be very happy when she's well enough to come home.

And to leave on an extremely happy note. I have a picture for you. I was sitting in Heiichi's 6th year class (which one, I don't remember, maybe 1?) waiting for class to begin, because there's no point for me to walk down three flights of stairs to the first floor teacher's room when class starts again in 10 minutes. So I got my stuff arranged on the desk and then sat down. The kids (as almost always) asked to use my ball (or they just take it, whichever) and three boys were passing the ball back and forth between them, volleyball style, occasionally hitting it towards me where I'd join in from my seated position. Now, one of my favorite kids was sitting in the front row waiting for class, reading. Now, I don't like this kid because he's good at English (which he is, fairly), nor because he's one of those charismatic jerks (which he is not). I like him because he reminds me of myself. Quietly reading a fantasy book while he waits for class. He's one of those quiet types, but he'll actually talk to me, which is rare for the quiet types here. So yeah, they're playing ball in front of him, and it occasionally hits him. He IS sitting on the front row. Even one of mine hits him, and I say sorry, and he says okay. But this one time, the first kid who borrowed my ball, hits him on purpose. One too many times. And this quiet little 6th grade boy, stands up, walks over to him, and starts wailing on him. Like has the other kid on the ground, he's smacking him so hard. I would have stopped it, but the first kid was laughing his tushy off. So I didn't. Because that's the rule. If the kid getting smacked is laughing, it's not bullying, it's just playing. And I was kinda okay with that because the quiet kid who was kinda getting picked on stood up for himself. And then sat back down to read his book and the incident was completely over. Go kid.