Today was my last phonetics and French history course of the semester. Never really having been in love with these classes, I was still surprised to feel pangs of sadness at their endings.
My phonetics teacher asked us all whether or not we would be staying in Nantes and if we were considering coming back to the university in the fall. When the question came to me, I hesitated and answered with just a simple "I don't know." A lie.
I know all that stuff about how bad it is to lie, but let's face it: sometimes a lie is just easier and more comfortable.
My phonetics teacher asked us all whether or not we would be staying in Nantes and if we were considering coming back to the university in the fall. When the question came to me, I hesitated and answered with just a simple "I don't know." A lie.
I know all that stuff about how bad it is to lie, but let's face it: sometimes a lie is just easier and more comfortable.
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