Well, I managed to piss off my roommates. The fish was good. What isn't so nice is the faint odor of fish oil that now permeates the apartment. I have been burning incense, but even after a day, I can still smell it. I guess I'm glad I only cooked one fish.
I started classes today. Life is good when it's in four hour intervals. Four of school, Four work, Four of homework and study, Four times two of sleepytime.
I instinctively raised my hand and said "hai" when my name was called, ala Japan style. I have to get used to reading things I find boring. I want to figure out a way to make them interesting. I will succeed.