oops..this isn't one of my essays...
I had a good day for the most part. It wasn't, technically, productive, but it was good.

I woke up and went to French where we read our friend poems (mine was hot, I'll type it up when I get it back. Let's just say I almost rhymed "incroyable" with "sur la table" so you know its good!) and presented our "Greenpeace" presentations to "the United Nations". French class = nerdy.

Then I came back here and slept until 1. Thanks Becca!

I got breakfast and worked on my WPC project (Irish stereotypes in American cartoons!)

Instead of doing my GC (its my favorite class! I swear! I just hate the papers!) I went to the dining hall and ate there for...well...an hour and a half. And the food was sooooo bad!! My cream cheese melted on my bagel...is that supposed to happen? so I had a salad and cereal. The dining hall needs to have good food again. soon.

Then I went to fencing and everyone had lied and said they weren't going so I thought it would be just me so I went to get the key and they were like "its already down there" and I was like "um, ok" so I went down there and it was like Mike, Dave, Matt, and Greg so we called Jason and he came and then another random saberur--Chris maybe? came and Reed (the sabre) died. I got to fence a whole slew of people so that was good. I hadn't fenced in like a week so that was crazy. It was good there was such a turnout! yay!

Today I wrote my last french essay for the semester--after writing like 1 a day for like 3 months its gonna be fun to not write anymore...I was told that I never talk about my classes so I'll just give an update to how they are:

French: I'm a nerd so I like it. I like French and it makes me think of 199 rue de Dunkerque which I've been dreaming of more and more lately...its my favorite place in the world. So anything that reminds me of that can't be so bad, huh?

Anthro: Its a senior slacker class to be honest. I do the reading and its easy. The paper's fun to write and the book is about Italy which is kinda like France (see above) The only problem is that...well...the stalker's in that class. Have I mentioned recently that he's honestly looking for a mail order bride? Because he is. Then he said they're probably all whores. Then he said that that's better then the American girls he's met. Burnanated. By a guy looking for a mail order bride.

Calc: my own personal hell. 5 classes left of doom and death.

Global Community: my favorite class in the world. Easy and fun and interesting and my major and my love--only problem is the essays are horrid. But no final exam so I'll live. God I love that class.

Anyway those are my classes, you happy now, Lisa?

I hate myself because I just used the phrase "major hottie" and I'm sitting here talking about hot guys. Thanks Becca. you're a pal. I also just said "you're a pal" maybe I need to be shot. Anyway, yay hot guy project!

ohgodohgodohgodohgod...drama...sometimes its good...but sometimes (this isn't just what you're thinking of) its noooooooooooot good. I wish everything was ok again. I wish it was junior year again. Why can't it be junior year again? Think about it: sure we had hard work but it was fun, and we were all friends and we weren't fighting and like I can't remember any hardcore relationship problems and we were all together and my parents were both alive and together and there were scandels but they were fun. AP Bio, AP American (ok so that had a couple scandels) but it was soooooooo fun.

All the bad drama needs to stop. So I can move on with the good drama. kapiche?