Get`in Heathy Pt: 1

Ever since I got to Japan I have been getting increasingly more active. Almost to the point of where I get more exercise in one day here, than I would have gotten in a week or maybe two weeks in America. Japan is an ass-kicker, which is maybe why I see 70 year old people ride bikes with no problem. Japan makes you healthy! The worst thing I have ever drank or ate was a couple M&Ms a friend gave me and Coke Cola. The rest is so heathy, the food is amazing here! Back in America my diet consisted of a few packs of frys and many trips to Taco Bell, then all of the sudden when you abruptly stop that, and eat actual food for once, it shocks your stomach. The stuff here clears your system, it gave me the shits for a month (which falls under the `way too much information` of things to avoid posting on a blog!) I`m not kidding it was cleaning out stuff I probably ate back in junior high, yeah its nasty I know, bare with me here. But after that month of occasional stomach rebellion, you feel great! It clears out all the bad stuff in your system.

And the exercise, I firmly believe now, if you think you are a little bit overweight, go to Japan. It will give you an ass kick`in. I`m serious you will be in shape in no time. However I am actually almost, if not underweight, I had no fat, and sadly very little muscle on me when I came here. But after riding god-knows how many hours a day riding my bike seeing the city, and volleyball every Tuesday with my host mom you start to get fit. When I first went to volleyball, it ended with me completely drenched in sweat, but now I hardly break a sweat. Kendo is the ultimate workout, I push myself everyday to the point of exaustion, my arms are pretty much dead when I leave, and my legs feel much heavier. Not only Kendo but I am also continuing my Bujinkan training, which adds onto the whole thing. With all of that combined I am building up my endurance, so I don`t get worn out within an hour. I will continue this later, I gotta split.

Complete Slacker

Ok looking at some of my friends blogs who are abroad I realize I am way behind the game. Everyone`s blogs are huge and full of pictures, and then you look at mine at this point and its a handful of entries and is devoid of pictures. (Since computers have a sworn grudge against me I can never figure out how anything works, its a curse, I will explain how I got it later) I still don`t know how to work a damn thing, which isnt a surprise since a week before I left for Japan my dad had to teach me how to text message on a cell phone, I had no clue. Kind of bad and kinda backwards considering that my grandparents are the first to figure out and work any new device with no problem, then they teach it to my parents and then they have to teach it to me. Its madness I know, I feel like Ozzy Osbourne during that first episode where he tried to figure out how the TV remote worked and pressed one of the buttons only for the shower to come on. `What am I doing? what the hell is this` is what I am thinking most of the time when I am (trying my damnedest) working with anything like a cellphone, or -gasp!- a camera! With cameras and MP3 players when I hook it up to the computer there might as well be three huge letters hovering over my head, the letters being: WTF! It gets frustrating with all the software uploading and after you go through the half hour to an hour process it turns out the pictures are in the wrong incompatiple format to put on FaceBook or anything and it leaves me in tears shaking my fist at the sky! Maybe thats what drove me to destroy that computer moniter that day (Thats how I got the curse, I will elaborate later, its a great story really!) But anyways I got to kick it into gear and work on the blog. I must admit I havent been on the computer that much at all (no surprise considering all that has just been said) but my host dad keeps saying I am spending way to much time on the computer (only an hour or god forbid 2 hours a day) at first I thought he had a good point, I am here to get immersed into the culture and learn the language as quickly as possible. However I then look at what other kids are doing on their blogs and they look like they put alot of time and effort into makeing them look as good as they do, none of it seems rushed or anything, as opposed to mine it looks like I am being held at gun point and if I go over a single second over my hours limit I will get shot. So I have to get everything posted and sent as fast as possible to avoid the impending execution. So I start thinking `Maybe I am doing a great job after all, despite what my host dad says` so yeah, if everyone is on the computer that long and doing fine and having a great time, then why the hell shouldn`t I be allowed the same freedom?