The beginning of the end

So, it has began to occur to me that my adventures in Japan will soon be coming to an end. I will spare you the long and nostalgic talk about this (for now). Anyhow, today it is official. I walked into work this morning and looked at my schedule. Pretty rough, lots of students, several of whom I don't like. No sooner do I walk away, however, than our staff lady walks over and adds two new students to practically fill my schedule to maximum capacity. I was a little upset at this (not at the staff lady, she has very little to do with sign ins other that writing them on the board) as I am coasting off of a small ammount of sleep thanks to finishing the new Harry Potter last night. "I quit!" I say in a loud voice, fill out my resignation form and hand it to the staff lady. Now this is not quite as dramatic as I would have it sound as I had already expressed in writing to my area supervisor that I had no intention of signing a new contract. That, and I already had my resignation form ready to go in my drawer. Nevertheless, its official, and the red lights in the robot's eyes are beginning to fade. Yes, its almost over now. Japan has not always been kind to me, nor have I always been kind to Japan, but I still feel a distinct pang of sadness at the thought of leaving. Still, this is just the beginning of the end and I still have more than a month of Japan to go, and I will save my nostalgic thoughts for the exciting conclusion to "On becoming a robot"!!