…from that horrible test. You know that stress dream (that I've actually never had) about waking up one morning and having a huge final exam for a class that you never attended? Taking the JLPT N3 was like that, but without the dreaming and knowing that I
should remember the crap on it because I'd just spent two months studying for it. Since that day I've been recovering, but culture fatigue and a hectic social agenda make it slow. Here's a quick update on the good parts of the last eight days in no particular order.
- Lots of time with people I enjoy
- Calling my family when I feel like it, just to play them the part of the Hallelujah Chorus that I figured out on the ukulele
- Chatting with Hannah
- Kim-Chi fed me soup.
- Home party with Nanami, Teresa and Dara
- Hanging out with Dara and Michie.
The rest is in picture and video form.
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| The mini watermelon plant in my container garden is bearing a fruit. |
This isn't me, but my brother is pretty dang good at the piano,
na?
Check out his site at
http://barroncp.com/
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| I made up a new salad that is perfect for summer. There's crab in it. |
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| I made a lightbox from a cardboard box and leftover craft paper. |
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It isn't perfect, and neither are my photography skills (especially since dropping my camera in a koi pond), but allows me to get the job done. It's for helping my to take pictures of jewelry for my Etsy shop.
Plus there has been a lot of this:
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| You can't see it, but I'm not wearing any pants. |
Moral: God is dang good to me.
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