ここが変だよ日本学者 II

So, we have established now that Tuesday and Wednesday are the nice days, with Japanese Demons and Middle English and the Colonization of Oceania. And Thursday, with Pre-modern Japanese and Intermediate Japanese, is the evil day which only exists to show me that I was insane when I decided to study Japanese. Pre-modern Japanese is insane and illogical and evil. Intermediate Japanese leaves me breathless with hysteria and puzzlement at being so completely unable to understand more than a few words of a language that I've been studying for two years, but which still flows past me instead of through me, eluding me, mocking me at times, too. I think it is clear now that Japanese hates me, and if ever I manage to get a grasp of it regardless, it'll be a miracle. It's a small solace that all others seem to have the same trouble. At the end of the semester, that class will either leave us braindead or with an actually useful grasp of Japanese (...not that the two are mutually exclusive). I hope for the latter, but I'm not optimistic.

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( Die spinnen, die Japanologen, II )

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