Day 6...I miss Miho alot. I received an email this morning explaining in detail everything that happened and all of the reasons she is in trouble. Some of them have to do with money she lent me and me living with her.

She had lent me money despite her parents telling her not to ever lend money to anyone. So her dad thinks I am a deadbeat. That's ok I can live with that because he does not know me too well. I will just have to prove otherwise. Until I do, he can say whatever he wants...I'll just turn the other cheek. No worries. Also, neither of us knew that me living with her was in violation of her lease, and thus in violation of the law. I had no clue. I would not have lived with her if I knew that. The last thing I want to do is break laws in America, let alone a country where I need an interpreter and they have a 99% conviction rate...

In doing these things the way Japanese society works is that it brought a great deal of shame on her family, and of course her father. He does not like me...never has, her mother too. That's ok...no worries about that either, not everyone is going to like me. The thing I feel bad about is that Miho is the one who has to take all of the blame for this in her parent's eyes. I am not saying that all of this is my fault...but it definitly is not all her fault. Nobody is perfect. All she was doing was helping me...that's all she does with anyone. She helps people alot...sometimes I told her maybe too much. She is one of the kindest, most generous people I ever met. Now it came around to bite her in the ass...

No amount of apologies will make any difference to her family so I will not waste my time. I will just do whatever I have to do to fix as much as I can. I think that's best. Whether or not things work out between Miho and I, I still want to make things right again. Saying that...we probably would not have been in half or even close to this much trouble if she was not arrested the other day...we would've gotten in trouble eventually...but not as severly as it is now.

Now I must go back to NYC for christmas without her and spend the next 2 months or without so much as even seeing her. Instead of wanting to go home at the end of the day to see her now all I want to do is work so I do not go home to my empty apartment. It is prolly better for me in the long run anyway...I have had my best, most productive week since I started this job and I was only here 2 1/2 days this week...