Monday, December 9, 2001. FIRST PERIOD TORTURE!

At first, I was going to make this into a story. Like, the type that you’d read in a book. It sounds like that in the first paragraph. But now, I’ve decided that it’s more of a journal, to keep track of everything that happens to me during this school year in Tokyo. Right now I’m in my first- period class. Japanese History. I know that I’ll flunk it. I can’t understand a single word the teacher is saying. He has “Osaka-benâ€