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I'm at school. This autumn semester will be exhausting. Today I've already had two hours of Swedish conversation class early in the morning, then at noon it's two hours of Japanese conversation, and then anthro. Swedish conversation wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, though. It was occasionally even fun. I did most of the conversation with a 30-year-old student of Korean and we both pretty much sucked. I have Swedish twice and Japanese thrice a week, I'm not used to having to talk this much at school!
I was so nervous and scared of Japanese yesterday, but it went alright. Not enjoying the class but not downright hating it either. We'll see what kind if trauma today's conversation class will inflict.
My weekend was crazy. I was very drunk. I brought some random long-haired metalhead home, what the fuck. Luckily I passed out before he even tried to do anything. I threw him out the minute I awoke and look forward to never seeing him again.
I was so nervous and scared of Japanese yesterday, but it went alright. Not enjoying the class but not downright hating it either. We'll see what kind if trauma today's conversation class will inflict.
My weekend was crazy. I was very drunk. I brought some random long-haired metalhead home, what the fuck. Luckily I passed out before he even tried to do anything. I threw him out the minute I awoke and look forward to never seeing him again.