Oh my goodness, I have been horrible about keeping up with the blogs. It seems that there are always things that I should be doing instead of enjoying a little writing time... Isn't that ironic? Why shouldn't we always be enjoying ourselves?
Speaking of that, I did find a infinitesimal amount of down time today, which was gladly spent in Italian class. My mom and I went to our first class at Santa Barbara City College. We almost didn't go, mostly because we were too lazy to park, buy a parking permit, and walk up the (extremely steep) hill. But alas, we knew it had to be done.
Once getting to the Humanities building, we trudged into our classroom. I was a little surprised to find a our tutor, as he appeared to be about 15 years old. Not to mention he looked more Americanized than me.
We began immediately. Oh my god-I didn't know anything. I immediately regretted coming to class. This was so silly. Maybe taking a quick break from class to buy the book was necessary. After all, I didn't feel exactly 100% comfortable sharing a book with the stranger sitting next to me.
Coffee break? Yes please.
We began immediately. Oh my god-I didn't know anything. I immediately regretted coming to class. This was so silly. Maybe taking a quick break from class to buy the book was necessary. After all, I didn't feel exactly 100% comfortable sharing a book with the stranger sitting next to me.
Coffee break? Yes please.
To make a long story short for sake of time here, my mom and I sounded a little rusty. That might be an understatement...BUT we did manage to put a few words together to make just a baby bit of Italian sense. It will be an interesting semester, needless to say.
My studying starts tonight. Vino might be necessary.
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