I totally should be packing right now, but decided to blogging is the best way to procrastinate.
While I was here in DC, I've met more French people than I ever have in my whole life. Any time we go out to eat, a bar, or a house party, I feel like I'm in freaken France because people are ALWAYS talking in French. I have nothing against people talking in their native language. I think it's great if you are bilingual, trilingual or whatever. But seriously, if there are other Americans around the table, please speak English. It's the same with those Chinese/Korean/Japanese F.O.Ps (Fresh Off the Plane). Your parents send you to America to learn English, not hang out at Life Plaza, take Cue pictures and constantly talk in your native lanauge. Am I bitter that I can't speak Chinese well? Maybe a little. But seriously when I go home, I do not want to hear anymore French, if I do I might just have to slap you in the face with a freaken baguette.
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