Gaz: Big in Japan

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It’s the JLPT on Sunday and I’m sitting the 1-Kyuu again. It would be really nice to pass and once and for all end the constant spending of money and dull studying of archaic Japanese grammar patterns and move on to more fruitful uses of time, such as banging my face against a wall of snakes.

I don’t want to curse myself, but I have a vaguely confident mindset, as I’ve passed plenty of tests in practice now, so passing is at the very least a theoretical possibility. Pulling the rabbit out of the hat on the day however is another thing altogether, especially when it involves a 5AM wake up and trek to the station to ensure I get to the test centre in Osaka by 8:30. Additionally, knowing that there is the potential to pass this time (rather than last time where I half expected to end up just drawing boobies on the answer paper in the hope that it might make some female JLPT lickspittle blush when it came to marking) has made the affair a lot more nerve-racking. The nightmare scenario is that after all the studying I’ve done for this, I’ll end up getting a worse score than I did last year and thus be forced to kybosh the very notion of self improvement. Imagine that.

Anyway, I have to get to the sleep cave if I’m to have an entirely productive day on the morrow. Until then, allow me to be a slave to popular trends:

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