17 November, 2006 | Leave a Comment
Today I had to give a report in front of the class. We all have to take turns doing this. It can be on any topic we want, just nothing political. So I did my report on the Lost Generation (Hemingway, etc.). I didn’t really put much effort into it. I wrote it using words and verb conjugations I already have memorized. (I was too tired to consult my books last night.) It’s not easy to write about 1920s Paris using only the present verb tense, but it can be done with a little creativity.
In other news, we found out this week when our final exam will be held in January. It’s, like, 12 hours long and held in a secret location outside Paris. Bloody hell. I’m already resigned to the fact that I will flunk — and flunk with gusto. Hence, I feel no stress whatsoever. Our professor has already written off the whole class anyway. Yesterday she shouted at us in frustration: “If it takes you ten minutes to form a sentence, you’ll never be able to talk to anyone!!!” With encouragement like that, you can’t go wrong.
Anglofille said @ 5:53 pm | français |
