Ten hours of class remain this semester.
Ten hours of class remain for my university degree.
Thats a little scary.
It's been a very productive year, so from here on in there's three weeks to get this little pile of assessment out of the way.
For six years I've been thinking about the JET programme, sometimes looking forward to it, other times just assuming that I'd end up on it one day. Application forms are out now, and I'm actually eligible to apply. I went along to the information session the other night where people from various angles tried to sell the programme as the best thing in the world. I'd been having serious doubts over the last few months as to whether or not I'd apply, so this information session was, although the presenters didn't know it, their last chance to convince me that it'd be a good idea.
Watching videos of gaijins prancing around classrooms being the stereotypical monkey wasn't really the most inspiring, and I came away from the session feeling rather anticlimactic. For the last six years I'd been thinking about the JET programme, and now that I'm actually eligible to apply, I'm not going to.
JET would be a return to six years ago when I did indeed work as an ALT in Japan. That was a fantastic experience, but enough's enough. I'd rather leave that as a positive experience than try and hold on to something that's best left in the past.
Plus, the biggest fun I'd have had on JET would have been letting people assume I was a newbie in the country, that I couldn't speak Japanese, and seeing how long I could get away with this charade.
Not really worth spending a year on the ground again for.
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