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So, for those of you who are wondering whether I´ll end up reading 20 books in February, the answer is no. The reason is because a couple of weeks ago I had decided: I have what, about 4.5 months before the bundle of joy arrives? Why not spend this time learning Spanish! For real. And so I started doing this, and it's going quite well. In the middle of it, I decided 'well, while I am learning Spanish, why not bring my French back from the dead?' And the amazing thing is that not only French is coming back at an alarming rate, but it's actually helping my Spanish in some mysterious way. My original thought was that they were both going to mix up hopelessly in my head. And for the first few days I did say awesome things like 'je pense qu'elle tiene frío', but that pretty much stopped. I think mostly because my French is so obviously better than my Spanish, just very rusty.
And so today I was sitting on the couch surfing YouTubes (always a dangerous activity), when a thought came into my head: 'My roommate is going to Korea in a couple of days. You know what would be fun? To learn how to read Korean!'. Yes, I know, when thoughts like that come into their heads and seem like fun, most people check themselves into a nice mental institution far in the country. So I learned to read Hangul. Mostly. I'm sure half of it is gone from my head already, but that's not the point.
In any case, I'll be glad if I finish 10 books this month.
And so today I was sitting on the couch surfing YouTubes (always a dangerous activity), when a thought came into my head: 'My roommate is going to Korea in a couple of days. You know what would be fun? To learn how to read Korean!'. Yes, I know, when thoughts like that come into their heads and seem like fun, most people check themselves into a nice mental institution far in the country. So I learned to read Hangul. Mostly. I'm sure half of it is gone from my head already, but that's not the point.
In any case, I'll be glad if I finish 10 books this month.