Boring

I don't think I'm going to like Tuesdays. Today was really boring. I came back from class around 10:30am. I took a shower and started my laundry. I wanted to do some reading, but was curious if anything interesting was on television, so I turned the television on. I found The Shining! One of my favorite movies! So I decided to watch it, lol. I love the cinematography and the acting and the set design and basically everything! Had lunch. Took a nap. Although my homework was interesting. When I woke up from my nap I started my homework and it's taking me longer than I expected. I had a short novel to read this weekend, and I did. However, we didn't talk about it in class yesterday. So we have to read it for tomorrow. Apparently I didn't comprehend much of it when I first read it because I started talking about it with this girl in my class, and apparently there's a whole half of the story that I missed, lol. So today I started reading it again, and it's taking forever because I'm going paragraph by paragraph to make sure I know what's going on. So I read a paragraph five times, make sure I highlight or write something and then move on to the next one. Now I know how long my homework will take and will spread it out and start early instead of doing nothing all day and trying to do it the day before. Guess I'll have a late night or something. Finished my book. Watched Sex and the City. Skyped Nick. Yeah, nothing exciting. I need to figure out what to do with my Tuesdays. Maybe I'll do homework all day or something. idk. I am proud of how hard I'm working for my literature class and the reward I'm getting. Over the summer in my lit classes in Mexico, I felt like my efforts were fruitless. I read a paragraph and had no idea what was going on. Read the paragraph again and still had no idea. Today, I looked at each word carefully. Then I looked at each sentence (the words combined). Then I looked at the whole paragraph. Words I didn't know I looked up in my electronic translator which helps so freakin' much. It feels so good to actually be comprehending the reading which is something I've always struggled with in English and even more so in Spanish. I always found it weird when in classes or something, people who couldn't speak the language as well as I can would understand the readings better than I could. I suppose reading and conversing are two different skills, so a person could be good at one and not the other. I am proud of myself, my work, and my increased comprehension. I hope reading will be a breeze by the end of the semester. Until then, I see this as a challenge I've struggled with for years and finally have the opportunity and knowledge to tackle it head-on.