Linguistics, I understand can pass as a hobby; a fleeting interest between more meaningful, less trivial pursuits. A hobby similar to: being host to a tapeworm, or breeding pigeons.
But linguistics is not my hobby. It's what I had to do in order to double major in Japanese and Chinese. It's a grave sacrifice that I had to make.
Think of me as a victim in that Hostel movie. Linguistics is the bad guy. A double major in Japanese and Chinese is my freedom.
Linguistics takes a knife to my Achilles tendon, then ejaculates white hot semen in the wound. It burns, it stings and it infects me with HIV aids.
End movie.
I give it 3 and a half stars.
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