Going to Kamikatsu in June.[13th May]
Actually, it's already 5 am of 14th now. I have read my old diary.
Yesterday, I got a letter from Mr. Gufu who lives in Kamikatsu, Tokushima. Well, the man at left (and is cut) in this photo is Mr. Gufu. I'd asked him if I could visit his house in June on a letter several days ago. As I expected, he would welcome me. He wanted me to help planting rice.
That is fine. But actually, I haven't got repling from the company that I'd sent my PV three days ago. I am poor so I must work to go to Tokushima. I must go there to write a book. I wonder if I will ring to the company tomorrow.
But anyway I am alive still. That's fine. I've tasted the no work days. Then, I feel like writing a travesty of fairy tale now. Now I decided to write it first.
There are some precooked food left in my room still. They can tide me over a week if I lost money.
Yesterday, I got a letter from Mr. Gufu who lives in Kamikatsu, Tokushima. Well, the man at left (and is cut) in this photo is Mr. Gufu. I'd asked him if I could visit his house in June on a letter several days ago. As I expected, he would welcome me. He wanted me to help planting rice.
That is fine. But actually, I haven't got repling from the company that I'd sent my PV three days ago. I am poor so I must work to go to Tokushima. I must go there to write a book. I wonder if I will ring to the company tomorrow.
But anyway I am alive still. That's fine. I've tasted the no work days. Then, I feel like writing a travesty of fairy tale now. Now I decided to write it first.
There are some precooked food left in my room still. They can tide me over a week if I lost money.
by KazuFromNZ
| 2005-05-13 23:59