Today in class a question was asked about final exams for our classes and the prof told us that the schedule for exams had just been made. It's strange to think that even counting down the days as I am in my notebook that I somehow lost track of the time and didn't really realize that there are only 4.5 weeks of classes left after this week.
I don't feel like I've really been here that long - it seems like only yesterday I was being told that I would have to stay in a hostel for the weekend because my dorm wasn't ready. And my French still isn't anywhere close to where I had hoped it would be. It doesn't seem like that will suddenly correct itself in the short span of time left.
But what remains is still enough. It's still enough time to learn some new things and hopefully leave a slight impression on the people I've grown to love here, even if they quickly forget me after I am gone and even if I never speak another word of French.
I don't feel like I've really been here that long - it seems like only yesterday I was being told that I would have to stay in a hostel for the weekend because my dorm wasn't ready. And my French still isn't anywhere close to where I had hoped it would be. It doesn't seem like that will suddenly correct itself in the short span of time left.
But what remains is still enough. It's still enough time to learn some new things and hopefully leave a slight impression on the people I've grown to love here, even if they quickly forget me after I am gone and even if I never speak another word of French.
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