French has officially infiltrated my stress nightmares. Despite the fact that college will be nine years in the past as of May, I still periodically have the oh-shit-missed-an-exam/failed-an-exam/haven’t-attended-this-class-at-all-and-it’s-the-last-day-of-the-semester dream.
Last night, however, brought an interesting variation: my high school German teacher was proctoring a French exam. I completed most of the exam, came to a section on possessive pronouns, and panicked. Despite knowing them (and thinking about them, correctly, if my memory of the dream is accurate), I turned in the exam and walked off, only to come running back to my German teacher when I realized that the table made up the bulk of the points on the exam. I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off as he informed me that he wouldn’t be giving my exam back to me…
Perhaps I should have accepted the glass of wine that the Purrito offered earlier in the evening.
2 thoughts on “et tu, francais?”
Es * tu français ? “et” it’s not good. I know it cause im french
It was meant in the “Et Tu, Brut?” as in Caesar. Like, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Et_tu,_Brute%3F