Jadore le franais Vr

J’adore le français. Vraiment. So I wanted to do an entry in French, but I fear that only 2 people would understand anything. Maybe I could branch out and have an all-French blog. Can I say that I really hope to live there one day? Can I also say that Liam is wearing 4 shirts and 2 pairs of gloves? He’s talking to himself in the mirror. So cute. So crazy. Chloe’s singing “Une anée sans lumière” by the Arcade Fire, and her French is quite good. Caleb is sick. I am tired and I have to go back to the store.
2 weeks until turkey day. A student didn’t believe me that they don’t celebrate it in France. Do you see why I want out? My tolerance is growing thin. I want to be challenged. Challenged with problems that matter. Not worrying that some idiotic kid with a cell phone is dealing drugs under my nose while I am trying to teach them something about Jackson Pollock. I love Pollock. They don’t. They hate Klee, too. They don’t care. The French classes are worse. To teach something that I am so passionate about and to be told daily that it isn’t important, that my job doesn’t matter- it really sucks. I can’t do it anymore. Screw ‘em. I am going to law school and I will succeed. I have to. Mark and the kids are sacrificing everything for me. No pressure. Guess I should get in somewhere first, eh? Okay, off to the store for now. Je vous embrasse.
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