3月9日　皆いなくなって俺はどこに向かうのか。

Sunny， getting worm.

Yesterday’s morning， one of my friends from my English school left to Japan. Now I have almost no friend who I met in English school. It’s surprising， but six months has passed， so it is natural. We talked and talked all the night. He is a professional actor in Japan; I showed him the video of my performance in France_pan， and we promised to meet someday somewhere in the Actors’ life.

Without relation to my deep emotion， I had class normally after seeing him off， so I went to the school without sleeping. Today， it was the last class of this term of the “Physical Storytelling”， so I had to perform a physical storytelling by myself.

I wanted to show my emotional “steps” using physical storytelling. I used some tools of my cell phone， a banana， and a piece of paper. I put the banana and the paper on the floor， and started my performance talking on the phone.

Was talking on the phone and walking around the room， and suddenly I dropped the cell phone on the floor and pick up the banana instead of the cell phone， and I changed language into Japanese. When I talked Japanese， I was trying to be more comical physically， using my arms or legs.

Then I exchanged the banana into a piece of paper and changed language into the voice that has no meaning， like “Huygfgie4utg7i4yhieyui3hiwes!!! Uhsjhsuhuiasy!”. My physical movement also should have changed into chaos.

The teacher and the students were laughing and even interested in my performance， but I was not satisfied at all. Because I was very nervous and confused， my performance and each change in it was so laugh that the change of my emotional “steps ” must have been not clear. Actually I wanna try it over， but of course I can’t as stage play it self.

After coming back， I immediately went to bed to sleep， but after one hour， my trainer Indy came to knock my door.

“Hey， we will work out on legs today”
“，，， Yes， Sir.”

It was kind of hard today， maybe because of the lack of sleep. Indy pushed me as usual， and he told me if there was no pain， it was meaning less. I think so. He also said because I was weak， I could feel pain easily， which was so good， and Indy couldn’t feel it easily with his intermediate body. I see.

“Say “Pain， I love you”.”
“，，，Pain， I love you”.

When he was doing squat， he constantly said “Pain! Pain!” looking at my eyes， which scared me. I have to be like that. ，，， Do I have to be like that? Anyway in these days I have been keenly aware of my week body. I have to get stronger.

Pain， I might love you.

Pic: Spring is coming.