This past week has been crazy. It all started last Tuesday, when I expressed an interest to have the professor who teaches my thesis seminar look over a bit of my thesis. I had one week to write a semi-presentable chapter, which meant I spent almost every waking moment doing some kind of reading, either for the thesis or my other classes. Plus, I had a psychology exam on Monday, so I had to study for that as well. All in all, this all means I had to neglect my blog, which is sad since I have a lovely story to report.
For months, I felt like my level of Russian had stagnated. I was not getting worse, but I did not feel as I was improving, either. This changed after the academic year started. I’m taking fourth-year Russian (I skipped third year) and I understand everything my Russian professor says. I can usually express my ideas relatively well (I sometimes make mistakes or do not know words). And that’s really nice because I feel like everything is finally coming together. I have spent a lot of time learning Russian and seeing this kind of progress makes me very happy.
I have had two real conversations with my professor in Russian (class does not count as a proper conversation, in my opinion). My professor is a well-educated native speaker, so his Russian is impeccable. On Friday, I was talking to him after class and we talked about cell phones. Today, he asked me about the Russian class I took when I studied abroad. I spoke and listened and understood, just like a proper conversation in English.
In other news, it is very nice being back at my US university. I have spent the past weeks reuniting with all my friends and professors who I missed during my year abroad. I’ve gotten involved with the study abroad office in assisting students in choosing study abroad programs.
Now if only I had a bit of spare time to read some Russian literature, everything would really be perfect…