Cooking lessons
I've been doing better, but I still have this feeling I can't shake. It's like someone's watching my every move. Moving on, I think that either my roommate's cooking is getting better or I'm becoming amune to anything hazardous that I might have eaten while ill. If we both were less busy, I would teach him how to cook, but I doubt it would stick. Oh well, that's life. One more thing - in three weeks I'll have enough to go home to Japan. For a vist or to live I'm not sure, but I'm never sure about anything.