somehow i feel that time here is elapsing at a crazy rate. sure, time can crawl sometimes i.e. now, when i'm studying for tomorrow's keigo test. or when i'm fervently clock-watching during lessons. but the weeks fly by, and weekends fly by even faster. sometimes all you want to do on a weekend morning is to curl up in bed till you feel like getting up and taking your time to make sugar-sprinkled french toast dripping with jam and melted cheese for breakfast. yet there's so much more to see and do outside of here, and i feel i'm not maximizing my time here as well as i should.
carrying out a conversation in japanese still kills me, i'm not knowing as many people as i could, and i just feel that i could do more with my time here, yet sometimes i don't know where to start. but everything starts by taking a step out of this comfort zone that i always settle into too easily.
