Je detest Francais.
French orals are probably one of the worst things I can think of, they are always there, in the back of your mind, looming over you. No matter how much you've done on it, there's always the feeling that you should do more. In fairness, I probably should have done more, I didn't really do very much.
The recording wasn't brilliant either, my mind went completely blank in one of the questions, but no matter how obvious I made that to my teacher, she just sat there smiling at me as if she expected that with a couple of minutes time, the answer would come to me... it didn't. In the end, I just had to whimper 'I don't know' hoping that it wouldn't be picked up in the recording.
And then, to top it all off, in our French lesson, we had one of the worst substitute teachers possible. She doesn't tell us what to do very well, and she seems to think that if she talks loudly, then we will understand it. We didn't.
Anyway, I'll let you go.
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