Cinco Dias

Ok, I've done it.  I got through an entire semester's worth of Spanish in 5 days.  And several weeks worth of a second semester too.  My brain is fried.  I have no idea what the last few things I learned were.  At the point where I became utterly confused, I put it down.  Not because I didn't want to figure it out but because I simply couldn't.  I had grown a bit on the weary side by the time I got to ejercicio ocho y nueve en capitulo tres.

And I'm ok with that.  What takes many students 5 to 15 weeks to do, I did in five days.  Not a small feat, if I do say so myself.

Tomorrow I return to class - feeling slightly more confident that I just might make it to week 15 after all.  Not that I really ever thought I couldn't or wouldn't make it - but I might just have a chance at chasing down a segunda "A" in espanol.  Something that was completely and totally impossible in high school.  Why that is - I'm not sure.

I have my theories.  Though I think it's a witch's brew of reasons, not just one.  I managed somehow - to squeeze through Spanish in high school but what a painful experience that was.  Good Lord, I do not really enjoy thinking back to those days all that much - so I won't go any further.

What's my point here?

I'm realizing, I don't have a specific one.  I'm rambling.  But - that's ok too.  I'm just happy that after the intensity of the last five days - for the next fifteen weeks, I can sit back and enjoy my education.