Should I stay or should I go?

Sooooo, call it a small hiatus akin to the winter television show vacation. I wondered how long I could post low-effort videos before I got a nudge from the readership and the time has come to start the new season. First let us recap the adventurings:
For two weeks I went back to America and stayed in the NW area. Popped in on PDX to see it is still awesome ('Hey, how is it going Portland? Still awesome? Cool, cool. Let me have some of your beer. Thanks.') and palled around Seattle making new friends and catching up with old ones. Guess what guys? In America, I am still tiny. Also, I am hot. America loves this guy.
Then my older sister and one of my younger brothers accompanied me back to Japan. They stayed about ten days. We flew into Tokyo and stayed there a night...Tokyo is always endlessly disapointing no matter how many times I go there. I always dislike the experience. I know if you have never been to Japan, you want to go see it, but trust me: skip it. Kyoto is a better bang for your buck. The clincher on this visit to Tokyo? A 274 dollar cab ride. Yeah. That is right. I didn't mean yen--I meant cash money dollars. I converted it to USD this morning and while the yen may have gained a lot in the last week, it still was likely over 250. Not to mention we had to go through security check points while we were out at night. Thank god I was wandering around with my alien card, passport and proof we were staying at a hotel. Jesus. Anyway, after we had missed the flight out of Tokyo by going to the wrong terminal after asking directions, we took the shinkansen to Fukuoka and stayed there. There we stayed in possibly the nicest hotel I will ever stay in unless I decide to become a fancy prostitute and we met a sugar-daddy who decided to treat us to a lunch that made up for the money lost in the cab ride. He was hitting on me pretty hardcore as much as a man can in Japan, but backed off a little when he found out I am younger than his daughter. In any case, I think he has definite plans to visit us in America and he would like to come down to Amakusa also...I hope I don't have an Indecent Proposal scene coming up. We had a party with my eikaiwa in the beginning of the sibs stay where everyone but me drank a ton and I didn't and then one at the end where I drank a ton and everyone pretty much stayed sober. We also managed to go to Kumamoto city, Hiroshima and Kyoto in a weekend before I toured them around a couple schools during the week. Aaron and Krisandra also made it to Nagasaki while I had to work with the help of one of my adult students who had drunkenly promised at the first party to take them there. Then I took them back to catch their flight in Fukuoka and that is when I fell asleep for about 17 hours straight.
Because I was fucking exhausted.
By the by, my mother says she refuses to read my blog because she realizes it really isn't intended to have 'people like her' as the audience. She also cited my language as another reason. I need to find a new word that I can replace the curse words with or possibly have a safety switch such as with TIVO where all the bad words in my blog get replaced with 'puppy-esque' or 'doiliefied'.
Ok, also I need to say, I am writing this in my teacher's room and one of my teachers just got his papers together and said 'shredda!' with such an air of conviction that I felt compelled to share it with you.
Basically, this brings us back to present day, where upon I was woken up at 5.40am by a strange noise. I assumed it was an earthquake maybe rattling something, then I decided it was possibly a bug that was trying to get into my food, so I got up to try and catch it in action by flipping on the light suddenly. I saw something move quickly to behind my bookcase and I turned the light low again. Then came a strange noise like something climbing up my wall (they are fabric coated) so I tried to sneak up on it. Failure to spot as something fast darted behind my washing machine. I realized at this point it was a big bug if it was a bug and I was picturing a large cockroach or, god forbid, one of those gigantic hand-spiders (I think you can guess what that looks like). I have been lax in attentive cleanliness as it was the winter and family has been here and it was just impossible to keep three people living out of suitcases in the state of militant cleanliness I desire. So, I thought my streak of no bugs was about to end. This time I sat up and kept the light on...waited...stillness...waited...the noise! Yes! Dash up and flip over the bag the noise was coming from and---!
A mouse. A gigantic mouse staring at me in pure panic.
Of all the things it could have been, this was the last thing I expected. That is when I did the most stereotypically girlish thing I have ever done: I stood on the table and screamed. Oh yeah. I could have been a cartoon from the fifties.
So, now my house is a no-food, no-warmth zone to discourage all who might try to seek refuge there.

Small list for Forrest:
Bodyparts injured: 4 (messed up my knee insisting on sledding down Seattle hills on cardboard found on the ground, broken toe, lacerated hand, also injured foot by stepping on a tac)
Sparkly all-stars acquired: 2 (one left and one right)
Money spent on omiyage: roughly 140 USD
Bottles of shochu drank by family while in Japan: 2
Times avoided being arrested: 3
New Year's Resolutions: 1

Last point before signing off--I need to decide whether I stay in Japan another year or this is it. I cannot tell you how unbelievable the pressure has been on me to stay. I need to think because I don't want to just get guilted into this. Will give a more in-depth post on this later. Also, got a camera for xmas so I will give a little walking tour of my area! Stayed tuned, faithful reader--unlike god, I may deliver before you die.