El título de mi blog no es la verdad. Obviamente. Quiero ser fluido en español. ¿Cómo puedo hablar el español. ¿Por qué no hablo español, con fluidez? Estas son las preguntas que rondan por mí todos los días.
Gracias Google, por la traducción.
Every time I see a Spanish speaking person I am reminded how lame I am. Okay, pity party over.
I would love to say that I have been studying so hard each and every day and I am just not comprehending the language. But, then I’d be lying, which I stopped doing about 9 days ago. The truth is, if I wanted to be ‘fluent enough’ I would be. I make time for whatever else I want. Spanish isn’t just going to come to me, I have to study. What sucks the worst is, at one time, I could carry on a conversation in Spanish. Now, I’m struggling to say what I don’t want in my Pisto Manchego. It’s so frustrating. Yes I know, but it’s my fault.
I would love to say this is my plan and how I will accomplish my goals, but then I feel like it becomes something I’m held responsible to, and I don’t like that feeling. But here’s my plan: STUDY MY BUTT OFF! I just have to go IN. If I want to learn Spanish and eventually travel and become the wife of a long haired, Spanish speaking, God loving, sexy Latino.. I need to quit procrastination and get my life together.
Self-study vs. Classroom
Should I enroll in a class? I think being in a classroom setting will provide the discipline, but will lack in pace (waiting for others, or going on without fully understanding) because it’s not only about me. Self-study would provide me with going at my own pace, but will lack discipline. Uuugh.
I’ve got to figure this thing out. That’s it. I’m quitting my job, studying 40 hours a week, overtime on Saturday, double time on Sunday and should be fluent by my first paycheck.
❤ Que sueñes con los angelitos