Last Day of Class

At first I thought time was moving really slowly, and after my first week, i felt like I'd been in Paris for a few months. All of a sudden though, the month has gone by surprisingly quickly, and here it is, the last day of school.

We still did work on the last day, and had to give presentations on both holidays in our respective countries and future plans. It was good, but shouldn't we have had punch and cookies instead?

After presentations and everyone making jokes about me skipping the day before, we spent a good half-hour taking pictures of the class, during which Mmlle. Carole was a really good sport, posing with everyone and making funny faces for the girls from Taiwan. Or maybe she was just trying to make them leave her alone. We'll never know.

Anyway, goodbye class. Je te manquerais!