This past week was.. hard. I don't know what it was, but I was hit with a wave of homesickness that doubled me over and left me feeling hopeless. I was sick on Monday, so I don't think that helped much either. Then Tuesday I still had part of a head cold, which wasn't a good start. I was at the point that I would talk to my parents twice a day on the phone at least once on skype. It's so wild that something I looked at something simple, a language, is so utterly complicated. I never thought languages themselves were simple, but I had no reason to be scared or intimidated by them, because I lived in a world I took for granted. A world of words. That I understood. Our lives are brimming with communication, and words make that commutation possible. So when you are thrust into a world where the words are foreign, it is hard to keep anything straight, even the things you know to be true. That is also the case with learning a new language, you grow up with parents, peers, teachers, etc. telling you the grammatical and structural rules to make the expanse of words that you know into sentences that can make sence. And when you have to adjust something you thought must be in every world, because it is such a basic rule, it forces you to unlearn what you know to a point that you don't know what's right in either...


However the past two days have been much, much better. I'm to the point where I can really talk to people and understand them when they speak back, as long as they speak high German and slowly enough. I also can (at least partly) understand the grammar as well, which is fantastic because it expands my speaking and reading abilities. So at this point, I just need to expand my vocabulary. And still get used to those would-be-four-words-in-English-but-is-just-one-in-German words.
Since I can talk more now, everyday I get closer to the people in my class. It's funny too, because every time I talk they all stop and listen.


This morning was very interesting... My alarm clock didn't go off, so I woke up 45 minutes late. Everything went pretty smoothly from there on (showered in 4 minutes- a record for me, ate, made lunch, got on the bus, got off the bus, walked to school,) until I got to school, and I realized I didn't have my ipod. And I had had it when I left the house. So there were two things to do: Go to class on time and loose it forever or throw my backpack on the side of the hallway, run back to the bus stop, which hopefully the same bus #73 would return to, get on the bus, search for the ipod-not finding it, thinking to ask the bus driver (who had it,) getting it back but at that point already way out of Luzern, getting of at a random bus stop, waiting 15 minutes for the next bus into the city, getting on it, getting of it and then running back to school... Guess which one...