Necessity's Yoke

I'm back to writing out of boredom, and it seems that it's already been about two weeks since my last post. Time sure flies when you're doing jack-shit nothing. Tomorrow I begin the first of six weeks of language courses (I'll be taking French and German concurrently), so I should be able to enter some sort of routine, although it's not likely to be similar to any routine that I've encountered thus far. I don't expect the amount of time that I'll have to put in to homework will rival my last semester of university, although I do expect that I will unintentionally blur both languages into a language I will call "Freutsch." My classes will take up three hours each evening, from Monday-Thursday. On the one hand, I'll have the daylight hours free, but on the other anything I do during that time must necessarily end by the beginning of class. I'm used to the end of work beginning my leisure time, not the end of leisure time beginning my work. This will take some getting used to. Socializing outside of class will be difficult during those days, not that I expect a great many things to happen during a time which is the work-week for most people anyway. The good news is that language is like crack to me, and I thrive if I can concentrate all my effort on it. I have already had two classes of German so far this summer, and I feel I'm progressing much faster now than I ever did when I took courses during the regular school year. The instruction is purely in German, which is useful for submerging the student in the language and discouraging use of their native tongue. I imagine French will be less intense, if only because I'll be taking it at a lower level than German. I also expect that there will be people in my French class that are closer to me in age. Those taking German with me through the institute are all quite a bit older. At any rate, I'll find out tomorrow evening. Gute Nacht und/et bonne nuit.