The mean/sexy streets are about to get less mean and less sexy.

Everyday here is getting a bit sadder, and I know that I'm so ready to come home. But it is sad. Today one of my favourite students Masako who is approx 60 drew me a map from my house to her house so when I come back to Japan and get into trouble I can find her. I said I wouldn't get into trouble. And she said I probably would. And kept drawing.

Recently all the things that have been annoying me for the past 16 months have disappeared too. I am looking at Japan with wide-eyes, not unlike a tourist, and wishing I hadn't wasted each weekend hungover (when at the time I jsut wanted to be drunk and at home). Ironically though, now I am secretly scared about coming home. I always knew it was coming, and for all you out there who have lived abroad you might know what I mean. Sometimes living here is bubblicious and bubblefuckedup. Either way it is a bubble.

It is weird though, tonight I was talking with some friends and one of them asked what I don't like about Japan. All I could think of was racism. It reminded me of the time I asked a student how she felt about racism and discrimation in Japan. She replied that "in Japan there in't any racism, because everyone is Japanese." I was like, "Bitch are you smoking ice? Look at my gorgeous, seductive, sexual, mysterious, glittering blue eyes. Where do you think I am from?" To which she innocently replied, "but you aren't Japanese. You don't live here."

But alas my high-horse has just collapsed under the weight of the beer I have obviously been drinking tonight. And perhaps due to trembling fear, having witnessed my gleeful consumpition of horse-meat sashimi earlier tonight.

It is strange. I know that for most of you this time has seemed super-short, and by all acounts I guess it has been short. But I have spent so many hours wandering the streets of Tokyo wishing they were any place other than Tokyo, that at times it seemed like I would just never ever leave.

For all of you who I won't see anymore, I am so so sad to go. But I want you to stay apart of my modern life. And you are Japanese, so who knows, you might learn how to teleport soon! Or かみかくし to Australia! 皆さんあいしてる！Love to you all.

And so here comes my last week in Japan. It is going to be hot. I leave next Wednesday, and with 4 days left of work, these are going to be the best 7 days ever. There are friends to hug, places to see, accesories to buy, beer to drink, songs to sing, and hearts to break. Like Xtina always says, "It's time to get dirty!"