so last night I began classes. first day of school. to give you a bit of a picture how it went – now i dont swear very often- and i walked out after it and all i could think was F—! ha, i mean, i knew before that it was going to be hard, like the spanish, but its suddenly very clear that knowing something is hard and then experiencing the hard are very different. and that was just the first day! i really just understand enough to follow the professor. and he was saying something that was getting really strong reactions from the other students, like they were arguing back with him, but i was lost. i thought my spanish is ok, but i guess there is a big difference between the work conversations i used to have about how many bricks to buy and when they were going to deliver the cement and higher lever discussions about management theory. ha, who knew? i almost had to call a good friend for and ask for a pep-talk, but then i gave it to myself. figure i’ll wait until some day that i’m really strugglin. ha.if i can make it through this, though, my spanish is going to be great!