I'm updating again. I need to remember to do it more often.

I'm gonna say this once more, because apparently some people are selectively illiterate. That last sentence came out more cruelly than I intended. Regardless. If you are reading this journal, please COMMENT, at least once, so that I know you are here. I get freaked out when people randomly read my journal and I don't know. o.o


Masquerade
Paper faces on parade
Masquerade
Hide your face so the world will never find you

Tonight is NHS induction, apparently. I feel out of the loop. Although, I must say, it is my own inability to pay attention at meetings that made me forget. It's not my fault, I'm taking pictures the whole time!!

English oral came and went. I got "Blackberry Picking." It sucked. Eh, actually, I cant really decide how I did. I did in fact make up a word. And use it. More than once. But that's ok, it's not as bad as "everywhereness." Ms Zap did give me a few smile and nods as I was talking, but for most of the oral I did my best not to make eye contact. So really I don't know how I did. And frankly, my dear...

My french oral is the day we get back from spring break. In a way that sucks, but I think I will be less nervous going on the first day. I think it was everyone else stressing about english orals that made me so nervous.

My cat has decided to be really cuddly. It's odd, but I'm not complaining.

Even though we're nearing exams, I think a lot of the stress is lifting. We're done with most internal assessments, done with most orals, done with other...stuff. CAS. Or atleast I will be done after this weekend. I'm surprised at how quickly all the CAS added up. I ended up having to use only 15 hours from tutoring at SRCS. That was kind of my last resort filler CAS. The heart walk really helped a lot, because they gave us 15 hours. I think I'm gonna do 2 more hours at the humane society saturday before the renaissance festival, and that will give me 50 hours from them. Even though they still don't know who I am.

What else...not much.

I took my grandmother to see Phantom last wednesday. She was really happy that I was taking her out. I talked to Duda a little before we left, and he told me I should have seen her the night before, she was ecstatic. He didn't exactly use those words, but the message was the same. He's still working on his English. It was so funny, when we got home, he wasn't there, but he had left a message on the answering machine. "Hello Mrs. Gray. I am..here. I'm here....to eat. I will be home seven thirty. Goodbye." I have no idea how the two of them live together. Actually, I don't have as much trouble seeing that as seeing how Duda lived with Granddad. He was so intolerant of other cultures and races.

Ms. Kelly finally faxed that rec letter to Penn. I have proof. It makes me a little nervous though, because they sent me two notices about it, both of which I told her about, and they post decisions in like 3 weeks. Wow. Yeah. Three weeks from today. Scary.

This weekend, even though I have a bunch of work to do, I'm going to take a break. Saturday should be a lot of fun at RenFest. Basically this weekend is going to be for me. I have some stuff to do for the trip, have to do the chem lab, have to write up CAS stuff...I think that's it? I'm not going to touch my french oral until break. I may do some work on the group 4 project. I'll email steve weagle this weekend. That can't possibly be all the work I have to do. You know, it's sad when I consider that not a lot of work. *sigh*

Today Timbo told us that fourth nine weeks of english everything is pass/fail. Good for me, because I have like an 82 right now with little chance of getting it up to an A. This way I'll end with an A. Not that it matters.

We have like 5 more weeks of school. Ever. Rock.

I'm really looking forward to the end of the year festivities. Grad night, senior celebration...yeah, I think that's it besides graduation and the accompanying parties. It will just feel sooooo good to be done with everything. Although, I must say, the looming IB exams are not really scaring me yet. Maybe the french one. But that's all. I am surprisingly calm about the whole deal. It's like...I know I am going to get my diploma, unless something crazy drastic happens, so I am trying to enjoy this last quarter. All of the mushy sentimental crap hasn't really started that much yet. I'm sure it will really kick in when we get our yearbooks. When is that, by the way?

Alright, I better wrap this up and go get ready for NHS induction. Hopefully I'll post more frequently. When I have time.

Never look back.