I got lazy. I didn’t head out in the morning for the event finals.
Around 1130, I texted E-san to find out how the event went.
She told me that the group I was supporting didn’t go through to the finals, but it seems like they felt like they did their best and are happy with their result. They also received a lot of valuable critiques from the judges, so I’m sure it helped them grow a lot. I hope from the bottom of my heart that they this will be a springboard that propels them to a greater height in the future.
I spent the afternoon cleaning my apartment. My predecessor left a lot of junk. Like a WHOLE lot of junk. You know what’s worse than having to clean out other people’s junk? It is having to clean it in a place like Japan where you have to sort every goddamn thing. This icky frying pan… is metal and have to be placed separately. Expired food in a plastic bottle…. I don’t even want to open the bottle to pour out the waste.. *cringe cringe
You should see my face for the whole of this afternoon. Everything I had to clear made me cringe. Even after I finished my bentou lunch that I purchased from the supermarket nearby, I had to sort that out after I finished eating it. Their innards have to be cleaned, with the small bits of food waste placed into the food waste plastic bag, and the plastic boxes in another bag. These bags also need to be tied up, or else there’s a risk of them attracting unwanted insects. It really is a hassle. I’m starting to miss my hometown…
外国女子が日本で国際交流員になって感じたことがヤバい件 
I cringed reading this.
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冗談はさておき、台風に気をつけてね
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うん！サンキュー
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Is it rubbish sorting that is you are describing as so complex?
When I was a child, we just had trash at home. Newspaper and metal could be dropped off to be recycled. In most families, everything went into the bin unless you were a gardener and composted vegetables at home.
Then, when I was a young teen, we could take recycling to a municipal center (in our own vehicle) but we had to dump each item into its own receptacle–newspaper, office paper, tin, aluminum, glass… Next came curbside recycling, but still in several different bins for each type of stuff. Now, my city (and my parents’ city) have curbside, mixed recycling (one combined bin) and trash. My parents have curbside composting of food/yard waste, too, but my town doesn’t offer this yet. You still need to maintain a (pest free! not easy!) home compost pile to turn waste food into useful fertilizer.
When I travel, I’m often shocked by hotels in middle America still not offering recycling bins in the rooms. I’m pretty old, and at least a few items have been recycled for my entire life.
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Yes, it’s really complex here. In my hometown, there was a bin to drop off items to be recycled, but it was entirely optional. I do recycle back in my hometown as well, so I’m used to separating paper, cans, bottles, etc. But I dislike the fact that they are making us sort every single thing we throw. Even after eating an ice-cream, I have to wash the plastic wrapper and place it into the plastic pile, while the stick goes into the burnable pile. It’s seriously a lot more work than I’m used to.
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