My laziness was bound to bite me eventually, and boy has it.
I decided to take a French lit course entitled Panorama of French Theater instead of a Phonetics course because I would have had to walk an extra half hour to get to the Phonetics class. So here I was thinking I was all clever and outwitting the system by taking something that would require less work on my part.
Wrong.
Today was the first day of classes, and my Lit prof came in about ten minutes late and immediately began to wrestle with the computer. The whole class sat there politely chattering while we waited for him to be ready, and then he jumped into a rapidfire presentation of French Greek Tragedy.
Yup. We're starting off with Racine. He advised us to find a certain copy of the book because "it's hard for French people to read, and it will be even harder for you." Oh joy.
So I managed to follow most of what he was saying and copied down everything he wrote on the whiteboard, and then I set off to find the four required books for the semester. It is obligatoire that I have a cope of the Librio edition of Racine by tomorrow.
Sounds easy, right? Wrong.
I checked five bookstores. I walked back and forth across the downtown area, asked several French citizens where to find a bookstore, and not a single one had the Librio edition. So I managed to find a temporary solution (it's in the center's library, so a staff member kindly offered to copy Act 1 for me, which I need to read and summarize by tomorrow), but I'm now stuck with two monumental tasks:
1) Locate the correct edition of the book.
2) Read and comprehend ridiculously difficult French literature.
What have I gotten myself into?
Oh la la.
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