So, I'm sitting in the physics lab (I live there now. If you need to mail me anything, please send it to N305 ESC Brigham Young University), trying to study for my physics test. I'm studying with a small group of people--we're sitting there studying on our own, but whenever we have a question, we shout it out and someone, somewhere answers it. We are all studying, and yet we know that studying is futile because it is physics. No matter how hard you study, the test always looks foreign and always kicks any semblance of hope out of you. Anywho, we're trucking along, and this guy comes in. I've seen him before, and this time he directs his comments to my little study group in accented English. My little head pops up because I recognize the accent--it's French. Suddenly I get all excited and listen to every word he says just because he's French.
He tells the group that he's just taken the test, and it was hard. I shudder. Great. Now I really have no hope. I verbalize this outloud, and he says, "Well, it takes me a while to take the test because I am French and I have a hard time interpreting the questions."
"I'm a native English speaker, and I have a hard time interpreting the questions!" I exclaim, dropping my head in my hands. People laugh. "I really have no hope!"
A gentleman, the French guy shrugs my comments off and says, "It was hard."
Poor guy. I only have to translate physics into English, but he has to translate physics into English and then into French. It brings a whole new meaning to the phrase, "Lost in translation."
Stupid physics.
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Ooo, a Frenchman, very nice. Do you happen to know his name. If his name is Alexi, I know him too!He's hot, speaks better German then most Germans, and I could go on! But the important thing is, I hope your test went well!!!
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