Back to School

I spoke to Hannah this morning like we have been used to doing. It's so hard going back to that though as I'd obviously much rather prefer being with her. I think being at home for three weeks got me used to having her back, so I'm having to come to terms with loneliness all over again.

Our Japanese lesson was pretty good today: Drummond insisted that we all changed places so as to freshen things up. Nobody could find the key for the classroom, either, so we ended up in the identical room on the floor above. Watanabe-sensei gave us all New Year's cards as well. I think some of my Japanese is coming back to me. I'm rather rusty after having not used it for so long. We have a big review test tomorrow, though, but I can't be bothered to revise. Not really sure how I would manage to either; I'm just hoping I haven't forgotten everything.

In the afternoon some of us went to a random calligraphy lesson that was being held in the university. A few of the teachers turned up as well. There were some Korean students doing it too, but they have studied it a little beforehand. I drew 希望, meaning "hope", and 夢, which means "dream". They kept my best hope one for some reason, but I took the others home. I'm going to stick them on my wall.