Yesterday (December 5^th), was officially two weeks until my departure. However, my last week in Japan is going to consist of a week-long trip to Kyoto, Nara, and Hiroshima. It’s a bittersweet feeling for me though because that last week while I make that trip will mean that I won’t be able to hang out with all the friends I have made here. It would have been perfect since I would have be done with school on the 12^th (I depart on the 19^th). I am really going to miss them so much because all the fun moments we shared together, not to mention learning about one another. Learning about them also helped me learn more about myself, about who I am becoming as well as looking deeper into my Mexican background.

            About two days ago, I had just finished writing out my speech for my Japanese class so I asked two of my Japanese friends if it was alright if I could practice saying it in front of them. (I have about 1 week to memorize a full-page speech by the way, so please pray for me!) Anyway, I was just about to finish saying my speech when one of my friends started to cry. She began to cry because of what I was saying in the last part of my speech, which was about how I am going to miss Japan and everyone I have met here. How I wish I had just a little bit more time to explore more places in Japan and hang out with my friends as well. That I am so grateful for all the help I received during my stay here.

            Since she started to cry, I began to cry. For me, I’m the kind of person who doesn’t mind showing my emotion. I want them to know how much they mean to me. Which is why it hit me hard when she began to cry, because I realized then that leaving Japan is coming really soon. There’s not a time of day at this point, where I don’t think about how this trip is going to end soon. It also doesn’t help when almost every teacher or person reminds you of this too.

Thank you for reading. Goodmorning/Goodnigt.