i'm alive.
But freaking, freaking busy.
Went for my business Japanese class today, and was so impressed by the level of the Japanese of two guys in my class. Impressed, and super stressed. And then I find out that both are Japanese (although they had looked Malaysian and Korean)..
Why ARE they in this class?
They obviously had no reason being there. But as my friends have told me, it's the old trick of enrolling in language classes to boost one's GPA. Perhaps the dean should consider banning native speakers from enrolling in language classes for their mother tongue.
Finally met B today and he is well. He gives great hugs - not feeble, but tight and protective. An oppa-kind of hug. We reminisced about Azabu Juban, Roppongi Itchome and Roppongi Hills (the cheese souffle at 89), since he has worked around the area before. Ah, good old times... He's probably going into i-banking, like gazillions of friends from other schools.
Again, I'm wishing for a time-turner.
Posted in: Philly on Wednesday, September 13, 2006 at
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