On the other hand, I am confident about my French to the point where I'll feel guilty if I don't help them, because they'll send off pieces of coursework that aren't as good as they would have been if I'd had a go at them.
Allow me this my one vanity.
So, sigh. That's what I'll spend my evening doing, though god knows it's better than crying because I wish I was talking to...someone...
~sigh~ Kate...I love you lots, but...you're daft, really you are.
And you don't know how much I envy you for where you could be.
And that's quite enough of that.