Sink or Swim: And I'm Gone

'Allo folks:

Whoa- how is it July 12th? I feel like someone better make this crazy summer slow down fast.

Tečaj is already one week down- 3 to go. And already I am 'that girl' that complicates everyones life:

So last Monday we take a entrance exam... just testing us to see what level we should go to. I test into level 3. Ok, good, intermediate. Then I find out that there are 9 levels. What? I was a little crushed to only be level 3, but ok, no problem. I go to class prepared to learn. However, it's not so much of a challenge. I understand pretty well what is going on, which is very unusual for me in this lanugage, or Slovenia as a whole, really. So, being the nerd that I am, I ask them if I can move up to the next level. 'Wow, are you sure that you want to do that? There's a big change in between levels 3 and 4!'. Ok, true, but there are 9 levels right? It can't be that huge. So I move to level 4. It's great, I meet really cool people, my teacher is stellar, only one problem. I have NO IDEA what is going on. Every once and a while my friends give me looks like they don't know either, and I comfort them because I look completely dumbounded for the entire 3 hours. Do I quit? No, no. I am wayyy too stubborn. I continue to go, thinking that all of a sudden this Slavic vocabulary will 'click'.
Then I find out that there are not 9 levels for the summer students. There are 4.

I switched back today. I think that I will be happier, only my pride is a little wounded...


Blog about the wonders of Zagreb, to come! Dunja: You deserve a shout out- I miss you already. And I cannot make the coffee to taste nearly as wonderful as you did, btw.