Life Stinks
by Mitch
wells17@gte.net
It's another night as I lay on my futon and look at the celling
of our apartment. It's not that I don't want to sleep,. It's that
I have too many things on my mind. My name is Kiyone Makabi. My life
stinks.
How does my life stink? Well, I live in Okayama, Japan and the
economic ression is the bane of my existance. My roomate and I found
a cheap studio apartment alright, but the cost of everything else is
almost scary. That's why we have so many part-time jobs.
It's not the work that bothers me. I'm always getting jobs that
are beneath me, but I'm good at them. I'm very good at adapting, but
more on that later. I'm only bothered by thinking how low I've sunk.
What really bothers me is that I have to bring my roomate, Mihoshi
Kuramitsu, with me.
We share our jobs. We are paying for the same apartment after all.
However, she's always messes things up and gets us fired sometimes.
It may not be so bad if she wasn't so cheerful about everything, how
she takes things in stride...too much stride.
Mihoshi wants me to loosen up. I keep telling her to be more
serious. The problem is obvious.
At least our friends, the Masaki family, are tolerant with both of
us. But when you consider what those guys are like...
About what I was saying, about how I adapt: well, it wasn't hard to
adapt to all those jobs since I've had a lot of undercover experiences
pon several planets.
Did I mention Mihoshi and I aren't from around here? We're part of
the Galaxy Police which helps guard the Galactic Union. We're assigned
to cover this solar system.
I was puzzeled of how there was so little influence of the Union on
this planet, how backward the technology was, and by the fact that the
people weren't ready to kno about the Galactic Union.
On the other hand, I was amazed of how diverse this planet was,
with all it's differing technologies and governments.
I just didn't get the Masaki family at first. I still don't, but
it's good to know that Mihoshi and I aren't alone. They're growing on
me all the time.
And then there's Tenchi. How does one tolerate so much? How did
he put up a month living with Mihoshi, Ryoko, and the others that
followed?
I keep thinking that he and I are trhe only sane ones. We're alone
but we're alone together.
It's just that I feel like, after all my hard work, life gave me a bad
break. On the other hand, it's also given me friends.
Mihoshi is giggling in her sleep. I wish I could have dreams like
that.
Sometimes, I tell myself that this is just a phase and I'll get
my permotion.
Other times, I tell myself that I might miss everyone over time.
I know I'd miss Sasami.
I'd also miss Tenchi.
I know they'll all miss me.
Mihoshi would defenately miss me.
Would I miss her? In my darkest moments, I blame her for
almost everything that's happened to me since we became partners.
But Mihoshi isn't the kind of person you can actually hate.
In fact, I'm glad she puts up with me for the way I am.
So do the others.
And like I said, I've grown attached to them.
Maybe life doesn't stink that much.
My balence book does, however.
That reminds me. We're trying to get Tenchi to come with us to the
kerioke club tomarrow night. Maybe he can keep me from getting carried
away again.
END