i loved my languages classes
i loved my languages classes
the good part was she sympathized with my plight of accent-ashamedness. she shared in my pain by regaling her tale of moving to italy and later america and being ashamed of her italian and english accents, so she said i didn't have to give my oral research presentation (on some french artist bitch i was randomly assigned) and she would just weigh my exams more heavily
also there is no way you could sleep in that class because there is 16 ppl total in that class, incl. the professor NOWHERE TO HIDE
unlike my art history course where i am only awake because i sit in the middle of the fucking lecture hall like a retard
all of my classes this semester are useless in the real world
the best french teacher I had was last semester, and she was fucking chinese
Her french was fucking perfect, accent was gorgeous, and she was nice as hell. It actually worked out really well since I had a harder time understanding her in english so we'd kind of have to speak in french
.. although he's saying shpeak instead of speak
.. although he's saying shpeak instead of speak
undergrad tuition averages something like 4 grand a year for Ontario students but because that's the highest in the country you have student associations and like... journalism majors I guess looking for something fashionably edgy to do, freaking the fuck out about it. It would be cool to be in Quebec I guess and paying half what I shell out here but man, shit could be substantially worse.
You just stole 150k legally.
it doesn't even have to be a good school, really
although, i have no right to talk about not listening to college rankings