So you know what I said about meals with strangers being awkward? Now I have a week of it - three meals a day, interspersed with six hours of theology lectures. I remember, now, how much this sucked last year - I think I'd blocked it out, or the nice location and the good food and the joy of passing two classes at the end of the week or the fact that I had a friend there for some of it made it somehow less sucky. Anyway. It sucks. Not that anyone is anything less than nice - and these shouldn't even be strangers any more, since it's essentially the same group that was here last year - it's mostly just me coming up again against how terrible I am at group conversation, compounded by how terrible I am at German, compounded this time also by the fact that I have serious doubts about my ability to pass the exams at the end of the week but also can't seem to let go of the idea that I have to try. Anyway, if anyone is reading this, say a little prayer for me and my ridiculous quest to [whatever the fuck I am trying to do here], thank you.
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