Graduate School and German Verbs

For those of you who don't know (and you might not because I haven't posted in a while) I am going to grad school in the fall. That's right, I'm dusting off this small town (Chicago) and heading east, back to the roots of America. Where? you ask. The University of New Hampshire.

Come August I'll be pursuing a Master's degree- and hopefully after that a PhD- in this thriving metropolis here. It's always been a dream of mine to live in New England, which may have played a role in primarily applying to schools on the East Coast. Don't get me wrong, I'm excited to get back to my education, but I'm also looking forward to the pretty autumn leaves, the old architecture, and the slightly stand-offish attitude of the people. 

But, before I get there I have some major catching up to do. This English student has to relearn her German. That's right, German. Because all English students also have to be efficient in a foreign language. So I will be spending my summer reading this beauty: 

Get excited, people. The hot summer months are going to be be filled with umlauts and diphthongs and a gravely, angry sound like something is caught in my throat. 

So, after the mastery of German verbs, and four or five (or ten) more years of studying, you can call me Doctor Miller. 

Isn't it pretty?