I realised a thing about the limited weight of my luggage and changed the airplane companies for my ticket. I somehow found a code-shared flight of my desired companeis. Travel agencies are sometimes untrustworthy.
The result of my English exam arrived. It surprisingly was 10 score lower than two years ago! I was quite sad, thinking of my two years...
I'm writing e-mails to my friends after my visa got approved. I think I should have written to them more often, though.
Mother got one of two paintings from the art supply store. They needed frames and we ordered a few weeks ago. The frame matched the painting veru much and I was gazing at the beautiful painting for a while. Where on the walls can we put it? Shamefully, my family have no custom to decorate something properly on the walls and I have been wondering how I can put it on a wall. That is, however, very fun to think about.
I packed what my friends left into a box to send her. I think I should go to a hospital before the guitar lesson tomorrow. Two years ago, I experienced noise-induced hearing loss, but fortunately the broken part of my ear nerve mostly recovered after some medical care. The doctor said it needed earlier care like within a few days and I went to the hospital within three days. This time, I feel that the ringing is a bit smaller than the previous one and I haven't heard any big noise during the holiday. So, it maybe is different from the previous one. Probably, I was too excited about my friend's coming and taxed my strength. I was fool, but I'm ok. It's not mortal at all. I've already decided not to have negative thinkings anymore.
Of course, I was dead. I asked my guitar teacher to change the lesson day this week. I know I'm a bad student. I'm getting worried about a ringing in my ear.
A set of documents from the college arrived today. Soon after one thing finished, other thing started.
We got up at 4 am and went to the airport on a bus and two trains. I only could sleep for one and a half hours. I thought I shoudn't have been like that. During her stay, I forgot many things such as going to a book store in Shibuya because of my bad state. How could I change? After a lot of walking that we did almost every day, we were quite exhausted. I thought on a train that this was the last chance to talk with her properly this time, but words didn't really come out of my mouth. I felt sad.
At the airport, we got a cup of coffee each as our morning ritual and then we had a rice ball each. For me, the time for farewell was always hard. My family didn't have a custom to miss anyone and it was still very difficult for me to express my feelings toward people leaving. In English, it would be more upsetting. However, I somehow could say a part of what I wanted to tell her. I couldn't say even "see you again", though.
There are hardly any people who really come here to see me. She said that friends should have seen each other. I agree to it. If my friends can't come to my place, I happily want to go to their places. They gave me touching feelings through our friendship and I want to cherish it.
