This may seem sudden... but that's because it sorta is.
I'm moving to Japan.
The whole story:
My boyfriend, Ken, is Japanese. He'll be finishing up school this December, giving us the opportunity to move someplace neat to start the whole adult/life thing. And where better than Japan? The chips really fell into place--his dad dabbled in real estate during the Bubble and bought an apartment, hoping to make money on it. He picked an awesome location--a five minute walk from two different train stations, a half hour from Shinjuku, Tokyo, on the 21st floor of a modern apartment building with views of Mt. Fuji on a clear day... the works.
Well, the Bubble crashed and now the apartment is worth half of what it was in the early 90's. The mortgage was finally paid off and the last renters left long ago, leaving a nice, furnished crash pad for Ken's flight attendant sister and business-tripping dad.
When Ken's family heard that we were interested in moving they said, "Why don't you stay in the apartment?" Rent free. O_O
So, we have a place to live, he's searching for a gaming company to work at (he's an illustrator), I'm doing the whole job search thing to find a nice English language school to teach at... and my life will be changing significantly come 2009. I can't wait. ^_^
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