Golden Week in Tokyo

I spent Golden Week with my brother and sister in Tokyo. We got along surprisingly well, it was a nice trip. On the last day, we went our separate ways at the train station. My dinner came courtesy of the vending machine: a box of Calorie Mate and a bottle of Pocari Sweat. By the time I got back to my apartment, I was absolutely exhausted. I checked the mailbox and found nothing but a porn flyer. This I threw into Nick's mailbox and then went to bed. The next day was work. I was still so tired, couldn't even think clearly. I left work early, came home, and slept another 4 hours. Now I feel back to normal.

Every time I meet up with family, I feel homesick. I'm so ready to go home. I'm dying to go home. It feels like I've been here a lifetime.

And this is somewhat unrelated, but a 2 nensei student was hit by a car on her way to school and died during Golden Week. Today I taught a lesson in her class. Her desk sits vacant except for a vase of flowers on top. So sad...