moments of clarity

There are moments of random and beautiful clarity - I realise with a slowly expanding sense of joy that although six weeks ago I couldn't speak with my flatmate, Sayaka, I can now discuss in a wierd mix of japanese english what she has been doing at university,what kind of job she wants to do and how she celebrated the millenium. I think my phobia is towards tests and not the japanese language itself. Speaking of which I have a two day examination coming up tuesday so have to get back to the voacb drilling..