The crab cakes are alive!! AHHH!!!
I got back from LA the Monday of last week. It was like a dream that lasted for three days.
It wasn't just that I was taking the third level Japanese Language Proficiency Test. It wasn't that we were in LA. It was the fact that I was with a bunch of friends and other cool people, together, like a big happy family.
...The charter bus pulled away just as quickly as it came in, and I realized that I had nowhere to go but home. I went by D-7 to pick up my luggage, and Mr. Hall opened the door just as I got there. "Daijoubu?" he asked me. Was I really? I don't know, but I started pulling my luggage along on its rollers. "Un," I nodded. "Kaerimasu."
It wasn't just that I was taking the third level Japanese Language Proficiency Test. It wasn't that we were in LA. It was the fact that I was with a bunch of friends and other cool people, together, like a big happy family.
...The charter bus pulled away just as quickly as it came in, and I realized that I had nowhere to go but home. I went by D-7 to pick up my luggage, and Mr. Hall opened the door just as I got there. "Daijoubu?" he asked me. Was I really? I don't know, but I started pulling my luggage along on its rollers. "Un," I nodded. "Kaerimasu."