yo soy jacapo
and thus the tables turn: as i sit in a room of random internationals set down to prove their prowess in a foreign tongue… diocanne.
like my favorite trouble child, i’m not entirely sure there is any point to giving me paper and pencil… i can tell you right now just exactly what group i’m in… can you say retard?
well, perhaps he isnt that bad… but i certainly am.
on a side note: on arriving in santiago last night i was randomly treated to a distantly minuscule (and thus free) performance by bruce springsteen. like the mona lisa, i can now check this off some list somewhere, though i wasnt really aware it had been on there in the first place. c’est la vie – been there, done that, all the same.
besides correcting my gi-normous grammatical & vocabulary related defficiencies, sometime in the next 7 week there’s a 25 page analytical paper to be researched and written… in english…. while dating in french and shopping in spanish.
¿como se dice ‘fuck me with a stick’?
but hey, he’s a good kid… maybe i am too?
Good luck.
mom said this on 5 August, 2009 at 6:29 pm |