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And another thing; I'm quite sure if I ever do make my way to Paris the last thing I'll need to know is where someone's great grandmother buys her shoes. Just teach me important phrases (like how much is the coffee), and I'll be set!
I'm sorry to be venting. But I just looked at the directions for an upcoming assignment, and I'm pretty sure I should just go ahead and count on another check minus.
But I shouldn't over exaggerate. There are a few good things about the class. Five or six people from last semester are in it with me. We reminisce about the good ol' days of French 1 and shoot each other confused looks when our professor says something way over our heads. Also, we watched this cool music video called "Alors on Danse" featuring Stromae.