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Me from the past: Foreign language

Me from junior high school: I need to pick a foreign language. I can do French, German, or Spanish. my maternal grandfather is German. Think I’ll try to learn that.

Me at German camp: wow, that girl is hot. I definitely made the right choice.
Her friends: Btw, she’s a lesbian.
Oh...well, that’s all good...

Me from college: I need to pass this exam to graduate.
ugh, /konjunctiv/ II! ...
I’m going to study abroad in England.

Me in grad school: wow, this woman is hot. She likes me. We should get married. She speaks Russian, but that’s all good.

Me now: my paternal grandfather was Norwegian. why couldn’t junior high school have had that as a choice?!

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