...Uh, where did the semester go?

I find it vaguely absurd that I'm working on writing up that (overdue) Mozart! review rather than, say, reading all the stuff I was supposed to have read by midterms. I'm not epically concerned about the biology final, but I don't even know what my lab report topic even is, and I rather suspect I should. Today's the first time I've showed up for philosophy class in over a month, and instead of paying attention, I'm blogging. It wouldn't help if I did pay attention anyhow, since I haven't done any of the readings for also over a month. Let's not talk about German--though I've at least paced myself and won't be overwhelmed by the work for that class if the other two don't mow me over.

At least I'm not worried about Hungarian since we're still at a point where we don't really know anything complicated enough to warrant screwing up. I'll be fine for a written test, but you should hear how slowly I put together the to-have construction right now when speaking. It's kinda funny. At least I've got "Nincs hugám" down. ...Provided I spelled hugám right.