Today was my last Japanese class ever. Most classes I don't feel this sad about ending. But I have been taking Japanese for 3 years, so it is almost like debate ending. It's another signal that something that has been constant is about to no longer be a constant in my life. I will probably take Japanese classes in the future, but it won't be the same. After 3 years of being with the same people studying Japanese we have built a bond. Most of those people I wouldn't have a lot in common with outside of Japanese, so once that common bond disappears, so will my friendships with those people. =(