I had my finals for my summer classes earlier today. They were two interviews for my French classes -- that's high stress. I'm fine with finals that are impersonal; if all you have to do is go in, write for two hours, then leave, then I can handle it. I can do it, then put it behind me and hope for the best. But interviews...I've been going through everything I said all day and wondering how I could have done better, or whether or not I lived up to the professor's expectations. It's scary.
And I really really really really hope I won't feel this way every day when I'm in Japan, because that's going to be nothing but one big language class. One thing that keeps my hopes up, though, is that the Japanese language classes that I took at Grand Valley were the only classes that I've ever wanted to continue after the semester is over. I didn't want them to end, so that gives me hope for my classes in Japan.
THANK GOD summer classes are over!
Oh yeah, and I've been listening to nothing but Tokio Hotel for weeks. 'Cuz that makes so much sense.
