Blech

I am so eff tired, it's not even funny, however with school back into swing, I'm definitely starting to feel the pinch to blog more frequently.

So far, I am generally keeping on top of things. I finished my first analytical chemistry homework (10, yay!) and between my genetics and biochemistry extra credit quizzes, I now have earned a grand total of 19 points on the semester. Out of, oh, 5200, por lo menos.

Yeah, I'm not so much on this semester so far. However, I'm almost done with the first week, out of 16....grr.

Well, not 16 for everything. My Analytical Chemistry lab is done two weeks early and my genetics class ends a week early. But besides all of that...I have nothing that ends early.

So I found out that the philosophy teacher of amazingness might be teaching the thesis class for philosophy next semester. Which means I MUST take it. Then there's the history one too. I might take my two theses, Biochem II, P-Chem II, and Literary Analysis for Spanish, and French II and that's it. That would leave me with 3 hours in philosophy and history, 2 hours in chemistry, and like 4 in biology. Which means that if I want, I can apply for graduation next Spring, and then just work that next spring in a research lab and take French IV and Applied Molecular Genetics. Because my final Chem class is going to be Molecular Biology, I'll be taking a logic course and a upper-division history course then I'll have biostatistics, and biology seminar plus French III. That's 4+1+3+3+3+3=17 hours my last semester. Hot.

I'm starting to mix up French and Spanish. I said tonight "Je voudrais un cafe natural" for those who have no familiarity with either language, after I said "un cafe" my Spanish mind clicked into gear and said "natural" instead of "nature".

I need to sedate that brain on Tuesdays and Thursdays and activate it on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.

What should be exciting to me is the possibility that by the time I graduate from college, I could be fluent in three of the seven Romance languages. Most people think there are only four or five, but there are seven. Most everyone gets at least Spanish, French, and Italian. The majority of people tend to get Portuguese. Few people know Romanian, and even fewer still know that Latin is the original for some reason. Then, there's the essentially bastard Romance language, English, which I already speak.

After I get French, I plan on spending that Spring semester learning Portuguese. For a fluent Spanish speaker, fluency in Portuguese takes about 6 months.

Which is something kind of weird, since the general rule says that the first language takes 12 years to master, the second 8, the third 4, the fifth 2, the sixth onward 1. But I guess since Portuguese and Spanish are SOOOOO interrelated, a fluent Spanish speaker can get there faster.

I can feel French coming on faster than Spanish ever did, but still, my brain likes to mix up langauges.

To BED!