so university's a bitch.
Yesterday? first day at uni. It felt a little (read: terribly) frightening to start up at a new school, especially considering that I've spent the two years after high school safely wrapped up in a safety cocoon of a specialized class, so I was more than just a little nervous. (I hate, hate, hate that feeling. I'm a pretty sociable person, but arriving somewhere where everyone knows one another but no one knows you is terrifying whichever way you look at it.)
Just as I left my dad said something along the lines of Allez, vas-y, which pretty much translates to Go on now.
And because it was a perfectly logical thing to answer to that, in French, I muttered Allons-y while stepping out the door.
... and then I burst out laughing.
Thanks, Tenth Doctor. <3