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shardian:

--- Quote from: shmokes on February 01, 2008, 12:13:50 am ---About six years ago my wife took a beginning French 1010 (or 101 depending where you live) class.  She didn't work especially hard in it.  She got a C.  It's the only French class she ever took.

So, a couple years later I decided to learn French because I wanted to eventually live and work in Paris.  I took French 1010.  I got an A in the class, because I worked ---my bottom--- off, but this professor was a hard ass.  Just a total rat bastard, and very difficult.  When I was getting ready to register for French 1020 the following semester, my wife said that she wanted to register too, so we could learn French together.  But after the experience I had with this French professor, I discouraged her.  She couldn't remember a thing from French 1010, and based on my experience, I didn't think she could hack 1020, being so out of practice. 

It turned out that my professor for 1020 was amazing -- probably the best professor I've ever had.  What's more, Stacy would have done just fine in there (for god's sake, she was living with me . . . it's not like I couldn't tutor her).  Fast forward four years, and you have me with a BA in French, and Stacy with no French whatsoever.  I want to go live in Paris as soon as possible after I finish school.  Stacy's cool with it, but she only wants to stay for a year.  I'm hoping that she'll get over there and love it so much that we'll end up staying for at least two or three years, but her chances of falling that much in love with it aren't nearly as high as they would be if she could speak the language.

Talking her out of taking that class is the single biggest regret of my entire life, I think.  Not only would she be a lot more inclined to follow me around the world, but I'd also be speaking MUCH better French cos I'd have someone to practice with on a regular basis.

At any rate . . . that's my stupid thing.  Sorry that there's no blood involved.

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Ummm...why are you letting this class stop you from teaching her? Rosetta Stone, Pimsleur, etc. Obviously if she didn't apply herself in the first class, she would not have applied herself in the second class. Not everyone can learn a language in a school setting.

ChadTower:

--- Quote from: Raleigh on January 31, 2008, 11:28:16 pm ---So now on the back of my left leg from my mid hamstring area down to my ankle I've got 3 scared lines and when I wear shorts people ask if I got chased down by some wild animal.

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When I was 11 I accidentally put my hand through a window.  Slashed my left wrist in several places, leaving two parallel scars right across the veins below my palm.  The scars are just about gone now but people used to occasionally ask me if that was from a suicide attempt.  The actual cuts weren't deep enough for that, just really wide, because it was New England thickness house glass.

Jdurg:
I have lots of stupid things I've done to myself, sadly.  A few years ago I was just learning how to play golf and would spend hours out on the driving range trying to get things right.  I was at the driving range one day when all of a sudden my swing disappeared.  (This was in January when it got up to 50 Degrees and I decided to hit the range on the abnormally warm day).  I was so pissed that I couldn't swing like I had been just a few weeks earlier that I took my 8-iron and just slammed it into the ground. 

The warmth caused the top of the ground to be nice and soft, but about two inches down or so it was still frozen solid.  Silly me just kept my grip on the club and as it went into the ground my wrist snapped backwards from the force.  It hurt like hell and my wrist started swelling a little bit.

I went to the doctor to get it checked out and he took some x-rays.  I apparently shattered my Hammate bone in my wrist for which there is no real treatment to give except for pain killers and rest.  I was told to drink plenty of milk, take some calcium supplements, and not use my wrist too much for the next six weeks or so.   :(

whammoed:
I was smashing up an old toilet with a mini sledge so it would fit in our dumpster.  I accidentally let my hand go into some of the debris and cut my finger which led to a hospital visit and stitches.  I can handle other peoples blood fine, but when I see my own gushing out, I nearly pass out.  :dizzy:


--- Quote from: boykster on January 31, 2008, 07:19:52 pm ---
I believe it;  I've <almost> thrown my racket that way again...but the thought of breaking my tooth gives me just enough self control to not do it.  I've seen a few similar incidents, no broken teeth but plenty of broken rackets and even one black eye from chucking a racket...

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I played tennis since I was 12 including high school and college tennis and never saw anyone smack themselves in the face before...but one time my buddy got mad and kicked his racket just right so that it flew over the fence.  Funny sight it was.

CheffoJeffo:

--- Quote from: Jdurg on February 01, 2008, 09:49:36 am ---I went to the doctor to get it checked out and he took some x-rays.  I apparently shattered my Hammate bone in my wrist for which there is no real treatment to give except for pain killers and rest.  I was told to drink plenty of milk, take some calcium supplements, and not use my wrist too much for the next six weeks or so.   :(

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Ah ... visits from The Stranger(tm) ...

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