I had Italian again this morning. Meh. We're doing really really basic stuff and I kinda want to pick up where I left off last semester. I still haven't learned the subjunctive, which I find odd. I should have brought my textbook from home and just taught it to myself. I guess what frustrates me is that I want a slightly more intensive practice so that when I wander into a random caffe, I can understand what people are saying around me. I feel like I walk in a store and they can tell I speak English just from the vibe I am sending off because I am thinking so hard about how to say it in Italian. But, this is not the first language class I've gotten frustrated in. In fact, I don't think I've ever had a language class where I wasn't at some point wishing we could go faster. Huh.
After Italian I trudged back home and made oatmeal, quite successfully if I do say so myself. Banana, milk, cinnamon. Simple but oh so yummy - and it is definitely my #1 comfort food, which I really needed. it was freezing and rainy for most of today, made me feel sicker (?). But it was still pretty successful.
Aren't we cute? Yes.
Reading/bed time. Buona notte!