korilian

Today was my first lesson French. My first lesson advanced University level French.

As I was listening to the teacher blathering away (in French) what was expected of us for the next few weeks, I could just picture myself sitting in that English class I could have picked, instead.
Sure, I'll read a book in English and then write a single paged review on it in English. Can I? Can I? Can I?
Will Lord of the Rings do? Read that about a dozen times.
Hell! How about I do it in German! I speak German!

But nooo! I figured it would be cool to learn a new language! Challenge myself! Your going to the university! Be braniacy!

Which brings me back to that advanced University level French class... And the fact that I don't actually speak French...

Je suis une imbecile!

But enough about me. Here's something I've been wondering about all day; If New Orleans has finally been evacuated completely, then how come my local paper is still posting interviews with people who decided to stay because they couldn't take their pets with them? Am I the only one who keeps getting this image of city officials entering the city six months down the road, only to be confronted by the independent peoples republic of Nawlins? Could hardly fault them really.