So I got my poto handed to me by the Spanish placement test, along with nearly everyone else who took it. Which simply means I won't be taking Spanish, because I'm not sitting through Intermediate five days a week in my senior year and whizzing by everyone at high speed: www.notworthmytime.com.
As a result, I have some tantalizing class options at my fingertips. Much depends on whether I get into my history seminar, which I hope to find out tomorrow.
In the meantime, chocolate fondue awaits.
Posted by Trailhobbit
at 7:23 PM EDT
Updated: Tuesday, September 5, 2006 7:29 PM EDT
