Oh joy, a phonetics course! Or, as I like to refer to it, the everything-I-say-is-wrong-in-some-way course. It was this way in Nantes and, if today was anything to go by, it will be the same way here in Paris. I can only hope that sometime between then and now I will have at least bettered my speaking and pronunciation skills to the point where at least some of the things I learned in Nantes will finally stick - tongue positions, rolling R's and praying like hell that the E's that I drop from words are actually able to be dropped.
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