The best laid plans...

Oh dear.  I knew the moment I put them out there that the week of plans was going to go awry.  And awry they went. 

Instead of going to Kabuki on Tuesday I had a crisis about our oral exam on Wednesday.  Apparantly our professor is slightly different than the other professors in the program.  He's like that square surrounded by circles in the Sesame Street song "this one is not like the others".  He's definitely got some hard edges.  All I wanted was a review sheet for our oral exam, or, when I stayed after class to talk to him about the oral exam, all I wanted was a little direction. 

Instead, when I asked for help with all of the grammar, I was told that even though I have a lot of experience with japanese, i'm in a rut in terms of forming sentences, I don't use new grammar, and the only solution is for me to practice everything, but that he couldn't help me with that.  He made me feel guilty for asking for help, or sample questions, or examples of what he was going to ask in the exam.  I'm willing, now, to chalk a little bit up to the language barrier, but I wasn't asking for the answers, just for practice with him instead of with other students.

( It's been a whole saga though )

( Then we got to class on Wednesday and found that we didn't have a professor )

( Of course, today, we had our test )

( So my search tonight started in Akihabara )