I don't know what it is, but for some reason I have no problem reading and speaking Japanese all year long, with the exception of any time I'm in D.C.
For some reason, the ICC at Georgetown university sucks my ability right out of me.
It could also be the mile and a half walk, but I kinda doubt it.
Once again, it feels like there was a bunch of grammar I've never seen before, and a bunch of essays by grumpy old men who seem to hate everything. And by the time I got to listening, I was tired from too much guessing.
If I passed, honestly, I would be happy, but not that happy.
For some reason, the ICC at Georgetown university sucks my ability right out of me.
It could also be the mile and a half walk, but I kinda doubt it.
Once again, it feels like there was a bunch of grammar I've never seen before, and a bunch of essays by grumpy old men who seem to hate everything. And by the time I got to listening, I was tired from too much guessing.
If I passed, honestly, I would be happy, but not that happy.

