Yes, I know it’s crazy given that the only formal education of Japanese language I had was back in my diploma years. And that too I didn’t properly memorize the Katakana and Hiragana.
Yuka-chan was in town last month. So T and I went to have lunch with her. We had a good laugh throughout and it was then I noticed that T’s Japanese speaking skill had significantly worsen. On another note her Korean understanding seemed to had improved a lot. Since Yuka-chan left, she had no one to practice her Japanese and I speak Korean with her so she had no choice but to improve it. Through our laugh on our way back (we were sending her off to airport) I had jokingly told them maybe I should start learning Japanese too.
I signed up, and boy, registration fee is expensive. But come to think of it, if it’s free I will not be taking it up seriously. Now that I put my RM100 at stake, I would be more hardworking so as not to waste it.
Last weekend my husband and I braved through the insane traffic jam to head to Kinokuniya for some reference book. Or at least he braved it. I gave up after 30 minutes. Traffic jam isn’t my forte. But we arrived finally. And spent time in KLCC less than the time we spent in the car going because Heartbeat has to poo and KLCC toilets are not equipped with hose pipe, making it difficult to wash Heartbeat up.
I googled up some Kanji list from the internet and found out I know almost half of it, so I guess I’m good to go.
The exam is 3 months away. I hope I’m going to do great.