Coursework in two languages?

I decided to make this experience unnecessarily exhausting for myself: I am taking classes in both English and French. This is all good and fine because the language classes will, in theory, be relatively easy for me (literary theory? no problem...) The problem with this situation is that it is mentally exhausting to constantly switch between two languages. To go from thinking and analyzing in English to trying to have a casual conversation in French with an aquaintance in the library? gah! Or how about going directly from a class on Camus in French to a class on the British Kingdom's government in English where the professor switches between English and French for the students. I guess I didn't expect it to be as taxing on my brain as it is. I also feel like I'm struggling because I'm too attached to the English language. I can think in French, I can understand French (most of the time) and I can speak it well enough but sometimes I just don't want to. Like a petulant child, I want to decide which language I'll live in from day to day. Funny how life isn't like that.

So, as promised, my courses. I think it's about final. Many professors aren't explicit about the expectations of the course... I think we're supposed to somehow know. I'm getting the hang of it, sort of.

I am taking:
Francophone literature of the Caribbean (in French)
Literature of the XXth century (we'll be analyzing Camus' l'Etranger (in French)
Francophone Literature (in French)
Anglo-Caribbean Literature (in English) in which we're reading Jamaica Kincaid's The Autobiography of my Mother through the lens of post-colonial theory. I love it and I love the professor. If I can get credit for it (and maybe even if I can't) I'm taking another course with the same professor, a masters course on Myths, Iconography and Interculturality in Art and Literature of the Caribbean. Sound complicated? Turns out it is. I'm slowing trying to chew my way through Wilson Harris' The Womb of Space and feeling pretty lost.
The last course is sort of terrible. It's a course on Commentary and Disseration of literature but it's really a big lesson on the political situation of Great Britain and how to analyze articles...

So far I really like the 20th century literature class and the course on Jamaica Kincaid. One of the biggest difficulties I'm finding is not being able to find the books and the limited hours of the library. How am I supposed to read 3 books if I can't find them, can't check them out and the library closes at 6 pm? It's a pretty good question which I don't yet know the answer to. It's also difficult because I have nowhere to study at my house and I don't have internet access to look into things I don't understand. Plus, how I am supposed to study in the library when I look outside and see the sea stretching out towards the horizon, coconut trees everywhere and all I really want to do is just sit around and read novels...

So that's the big update for the day. Time continues to pass slowly and quickly and it continues to be hot. Sometimes it pours rain out of nowhere. I like those moments: they remind me of Oregon.