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there are no sharks in singapore. maybe in 'underwater world' but i'm not about to go swiming there.
ok i don't really know what i feel right now. somewhat in limbo maybe.
im quitting french.
oh well. not a shock decision i guess but i feel weird about it all the same. yeah i love the language, but after all that discussing -- i somehow feel as if i don't measure up to expectations and feeling that way in class is no way going to help my results one jot. my heart's not in it anymore i guess. i still love it, but all the pressure to perform/ all the things i was supposed to do but didn't is just not helping.
so i'm quitting.
yeah it does tug at my heartstrings (how awfully cliched) but i guess i'll get over it in time. i mean, i got over quitting piano right? oh well not really, but it's bearable.
now to just go somewhere and get upset.