Do you know that feeling when something you loved isn't fun anymore and it objectively isn't your fault?
It occurred to me yesterday in my Japanese grammar class. I used to love these, back home.
Before I went to Japan.
It's not Japan, though, what have changed the things. I knew even before I came here. Sometimes, when you're somewhere for too long, you start to see the faults in it. Realize that it doesn't suit you, anymore. Or did it ever?
This time in Japan is... Before I came here, I was... mostly happy, but that was also because I knew, there will be only one more year and I am free of all the nonsense, free to pursue PhD. But now... I dread that year. I wouldn't have expect to say this before coming here, but the classes here are more fun, better build, than those at home. Most likely, it's not all the classes here. But the ones I attend I feel they are useful to me, helping me to progress. The ones at home, not all of them, but a lot, are there just to be attended and passed.
It occurred to me yesterday in my Japanese grammar class. I used to love these, back home.
Before I went to Japan.
It's not Japan, though, what have changed the things. I knew even before I came here. Sometimes, when you're somewhere for too long, you start to see the faults in it. Realize that it doesn't suit you, anymore. Or did it ever?
This time in Japan is... Before I came here, I was... mostly happy, but that was also because I knew, there will be only one more year and I am free of all the nonsense, free to pursue PhD. But now... I dread that year. I wouldn't have expect to say this before coming here, but the classes here are more fun, better build, than those at home. Most likely, it's not all the classes here. But the ones I attend I feel they are useful to me, helping me to progress. The ones at home, not all of them, but a lot, are there just to be attended and passed.
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