The Spot

...they want their bilingualism back.
I'm still addicted to one of Sarah's songs, so I'm trying to refrain before I ruin it for myself.
In good news, Parliament called: they got my guide application and they want to test my French. Which they're doing tomorrow. Over the phone. 12 sharp.
J'ai completement perdu mon francais. Je suis pas meme certain si je suis capable de parler pour plus que 30 secondes, let alone 30 minutes.
Merde.
En plus, tout le francais que j'ai appris cette ete est plus ou moins sale. J'espere que je ne m'oublis pas. Faut pas parler en sacrees.
Hm. Here's hoping I pull it off: the job is pretty decent, looks good on a CV, pays well. At the very least a good backup to a summer law job. Or a bumming on a beach job.
I may not know what I want, but I'm getting offers anyway!
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