I am standing in your light

[threeplusfire]

Have been placed in an internediate class, which is conducted entirely in Czech. Rather terrifying at the outset, but perhaps I understand more than I thought. I have more homework tonight than I had in a week with Hana and Keith. I hope this trend does not continue. Reviewed a lot of accusative case work today, and I have to write an essay about myself in addition to the grammar exercises. Blah. Though I did manage to straighten out my tuition problems, so I am safe for a month.

Made friends with a nice British fellow, David. He has recently been in Kazakhstan and Russia, so we have lots to talk about. It is a relief to speak english to someone, even as I try to improve my Czech. I am showing him around what I know of Brno, and we are trading drinking stories.

I continue to be mistaken for a European. It is hilarious, to me at least. I never thought I looked very European, especially in jeans.

Finally spoke with Melynda last night. I miss her terribly. It is hard not to have someone to share secrets with. I miss Gene, too. It was the first time I have spoken with him, and not ended up crying. I laughed when he started swearing at the number of televisions currently in our apartment. God I miss them both.

Already, I am sick to death of Czech food. I miss Thai food, pho, chips and salsa, Cheetos and iced tea. Why is there no ice in Europe? Of all the things to be backwards about! I could deal with so many other bizarre inconviences if there was only ice.

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[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Well, at least the toliet paper does not have splinters, like it did during the seventies. My professor liked to tell horror stories about her childhood, and laugh at our reactions.

I begged my mom for Cheetos yesterday. I hope they make it.