As somewhere I go presque everyday, I feel like my first post about la Sorbonne didn’t do my experience justice. From the overcrowding to the language barrier, everyday is a new adventure strugfest…

When I’m on the metro, my anticipation building…

When I get to class and there are no seats left. “Yeah, no, not worth it.”

When we have an in-class assignment

When the professor says something to me personally

(to the prof) “Ooooh, oui…..”

(to my friend) “I literally have no idea what he just said”

When I question if attending the Sorbonne was the right decision

When the professor doesn’t show up for class 2 weeks in a row

When students talk back to the professor (because I guess that’s normal here)

By the mid-class break

When I find out something (that I probably didn’t know existed) is due that day

When I get a 10 on my commentaire composé
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