I was reading someone's blog and suddenly felt the urge to write something in Japanese, after having not touched the language in so long. Once upon a time, my brother, Glenda and I would write stupid sentences about the time and where Mr Smith (or Sumisu San) was going and where something was. Smith became the best friend we never knew. I've forgotten everything already. And I really want to take Japanese classes again, and start right from the beginning.
And omg,
your old handwriting looks exactly like mine.
:D :D :D :D
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