Goody Two Shoes Takes Her Shoes Off

I’m not going to go to French school any more.  I’ve decided that since I’m only in Paris for another ten days, I’m going to kick off my goody two shoes and run around freely.  The bloom is off the grammar rose.  I have worked very diligently and done hours and hours of homework and been a good, gold-star seeking student, and now it’s time to play.  It’s (finally!) sunny and springtime here, and I’m going to live it up.  Maybe I’ll do something really wild like buy myself a book in English that I can read, just for fun.