The Postman Doesn't Always Knock Twice....Or At All

Oh god. My brother just turned 21. This means I am fucking OLD. And every year it is just going to get worse. I am entering my mid-20s. In 3 years I will be jealous of my former self and in ten years after that, I will be laughing at my 24 year old self for thinking I am old. I have no plans for tomorrow--I could do something, meet up with some people but we'll see. I don't feel like going crazy...just kind of resting up. I have really been enjoying my alone time. Today I played a game I call 'Shower Dishes'. It is pretty much what it sounds like. I wash my dishes in the shower. It is a lot more fun than it sounds. It reminds me of Friday when the JTE was trying to explain a Japanese game to me and I just. didn't. get. it. I mean, I understood and it was fairly simple but I just couldn't understand why it was fun. I just kept repeating 'uh...I don't understand--they turn to the person behind them and say their name but it is not actually their name, it is the name of one of these five characters that they get to choose from and that is it?' And she would say yes and I would say 'and...that is the game...?' This went on for, oh, half an hour. I guess like Shower Dishes, this must be a lot more fun than it sounds.
It is not the first time my sense of humor has been lost here. When I went to one of my elementary schools this week, the topic of the day was animals. These included easy animals like 'Cat' and 'Dog' but also a little more interesting things such as 'Elephant' and 'Octopus'. Now, part of the lesson was devoted to review of these animals, but then the other part was a little Q&A about what pets one may or may not have. And, of course I asked people whether they had a pet lion or elephant--of course! It seems like the obvious choice. But no one really understood why I would ask those questions. And they weren't too interested in asking those questions either. However, whenever asked, of course I said I had three lions at home. But, yet again, sarcasm/lying is not really understood. After a bit, the other teacher just looked at me funny and took down all the non-obvious pet animals.
Speaking of awkward moments, I feel pretty violated by the mail. I don't know if this is common or not, but apparently my mailman just walks the fuck into my house if the front door is unlocked. No, no---not open, but unlocked. Imagine sitting in your bedroom, eating a brownie and hearing...a noise. Getting up, walking into the front area of your home and seeing a strange man standing inside your house. What would you do? I carried myself a lot more calmly than I would have thought; considering I was in my PJs. I calmly asked who he was and why he was inside my house. It was peacefully resolved but I couldn't help but wonder how many times he had entered my unlocked house when I wasn't there. He entered into my home a lot further than I thought was really appropriate...well, honestly, I don't think any non-knocking entrance to a stranger's home is appropriate but...after you have decided to enter, I really think foyer is as far as you are allowed to go. In any case, I lock my door religiously now.
Today, I stocked up on delicious food and wandered the store singing 'It's my party and I'll cry if I want to, cry if I want to, cry if I want too. You would cry to if it happened to you.' This was a lot more hilarious and less sad than it sounds. Although, I probably just seemed crazy to everyone else. Just trying to get into a Birthday spirit.