As my (seemingly never-ending) hunt for employment continues I’ve noticed some toxic behaviour that feels almost… normal. I stay up late scouring the Internet for positions that strike my fancy, or working on my research dedicated to specific companies I really want to work with. Or, I find myself writing and editing cover letters, obsessively until the wee hours. I have also come to realise that yes, this is toxic and counterproductive. My friend Alex told me I need remember to still be a human being, and that going outside, eating proper meals, and getting enough sleep are equally as important as finding a job. I suppose she’s right, but I want to start living the dream. “The dream?” you ask? Clearly I’m referring to the dream of living a life as though in an Endless Bubble Era Style Japan. Yes, I am listening to Rich right now. What of it?
Also, many companies I’ve applied to are looking for “foreigners who speak native level Japanese.” My friend Hanae, who is Japanese, was confused by that description. She, very astutely, called that a paradox. How can someone from a foreign country be a native speaker? It is a paradox.
Oh, speaking of the Bubble Era, once again I was ahead of the curve. All thing バブリー are the rage, in Japan. Not that I’m mad about it. This video of 登美丘高校ダンス部 (the Tomioka Dance Club) is giving me L I F E.