I live a life of exhilaration, of missed heartbeats and adrenalin
No, I don’t really. Sorry.
Since last month’s post life has - with the exception of Golden Week (which I’m sure you won’t need to hear about, as certain parties will no doubt have spread news of helicopter rides over Tokyo, knife sharpeners and little gallowas) - been very, very quiet. At work, we’re currently drafting and proofing material for publication later this year. It’s is a mind-numbingly tedious task with no immediate end in sight, and has left me with little time to do anything else save on weekends. And, to be quite honest, the extent of my weekend activities usually stretches as far as wandering around Inokashira Park, or watching a random movie I had recorded several months earlier.
After silent but ceaseless nagging from one of my co-workers I’ve decided to get back into learning Japanese. It’s been five months since I last picked up a textbook, and realised yesterday something needed to be done to stop the rot: As I stared filling out my details on an application form for a store loyalty card, it dawned on me that I could no longer write my address from memory, which was somewhat embarrassing. Anyway, I’m doing the same worksheets as native Japanese speakers, which means my current level of study is equivalent that of an elementary school student - smooth!
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