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So today during spare, Kyle made us paper hats.  That was fun.  These hats were after Dave, Kyle and I tried our hand at the Word Jumble.  I got one of the words, Dave got two, Kyle got none, and we didn't manage to solve it.  I ended up writing a poem about it. XD

It Sits

It sits.
It stares.
It puts on airs.
And up 'til now I'd been unawares.

"Get over here and help me now!"
My friend calls out to me.
I sit beside him, look to see
Words jumble on the printed tree.

I purse my lips.
"Try putting 'I' first."
I suggest (smartly!) while quenching my thirst.
I chuckle at his curse.

The word is odd
The word is queer
But we are without fear
Though logic puzzles are no dear.

It sits.
It stares.
It puts on airs.
Dave swears and swears.

He'd conquered two,
Both hurry and piety
And there we sat without propriety
Among our cafeteria society

And then I think -
'Perhaps Bolong'
But that was wrong,
So I shout "OBLONG!"

Huzzah!  Hurrah!
I'm in the right!
So far victorious in our plight;
From this battle we're not in flight!

However, the scramble
Continues on.
And Kyle comes upon
The scene where no new ideas spawn.

Three heads together -
We think and think...
But our thinking has a stink
Of a no-new-knowledge mink.

The tables stolen
From Hillcrest High School,
We sit and soon we have to rule
That each one of us...is sure a fool.

Dave is hit hardest;
This impossible task
May make him want to bask
In sheets of silk, or fine Damask!

It sits.
It stares.
It puts on airs.
Undefeated are its mysterious wares.

So I've cooked up an awesome outfit for the next day.  I tend to do that in advance.  Makes the morning easier and makes sure I have...well, an awesome outfit!  I love working with colour and non-colour.  I should be someone's clothing advisor.  "Just wear this today," I'd say, as I graciously accepted the hundred dollar bills.  Note the plural. 

Drama was fun today - Leif and I did really well on our skit.  He missed a line, I think, but it still flowed beautifully.  Ms. Bauer liked it as well.  We got a Y (a 4 that looked like one)!  And we rubbed it in...did we ever.  Oh pink post-its...

Hm.  So I have an audition at York on Sunday.  I sent the money order, picture and reference letters on Friday last, so they SHOULD get there on time...but whether or not they get there before my flight on this UPCOMING Friday is another thing. >.<  Then again, if it doesn't go through, we'll cancel the flight and I'll rebook.  I wish there was a way of getting money back if you decided not to go there, mais c'est la vie. Hope and pray.  Pray pray pray.  Of course, it's amazing enough that God doesn't start bitching me out for praying selfishly, but I guess it's become routine enough to be bearable.  I try to pray for others as well so it's not all about me, even though that tendency is hardcore with me.  Come on people, I'm a DIVA here...and cat lover.

I've forgotten nearly all my French.  Hurrah.  [/sarcasm]  I'm such a conformist hypocrite sometimes.  Blegh.  I tell myself not to worry and then I get strung out over stupid grade 11 French.  Part of me wants to drop it, since I never remember anything beyond my grade 5 or 6 level anyhow.  I just keep re-learning and forgetting.  Who needs that?  Unless I'm immersed I'm going to forget.  I still confuse French and Dutch.  Grr.

So, as my hair continues to air dry this is me, signing out.  I should really go to bed.  I know what's good for me, but I just don't do it.

...'cause Renee got accepted to BROCK UNIVERSITY!!  Ohhhhh YEAAAAAHHH!!!

*party noises and obligatory victory dance*

Woop woop!



This is sweet.  All I have to do now is audition for the other two, and then pick one of the three. ^_^

I feel sort of like I've tipped a cow, but no one's come out to scold me and I can't find my way back to my car in the darkness. XDD

Eventually the nerves will wear off and I'll be able to go to sleep.  Hard to believe it's all happening.  Wow.  Wow indeed.  Life is strange and funny sometimes, but it always works.  Somehow.  Whatever happens, happens. 

I think I finally started letting the dog pull me instead of me pulling the dog.  I think.  I don't know, lol.  My goodness.  I should really be writing this all down on paper.  Paper is my friend!  Friendly, friendly paper! 

Okay, sleep.  Sleep I need.  Goodnight.  I think.

I like friends.  I like them a lot.  Sometimes a little too much, but that's life.  It goes on.  People change, people don't change.  Stuff like that.    << go smiley go!

Got off the phone with my mom less than half an hour ago; I talked/blubbered about university and changes.  And Plunge.  And Dad.  And Derek.  Notice how we didn't touch grammar.

My spare is now period 2, and I was SO sure it was per 4 again.  I think I was just wishing hard.

I want one of those verb books for French so I don't have to memorize everything.  It was so hard to say the alphabet today - I keep thinking Dutch, even now.  It's been nearly 2 years since I went to Holland, 2 years!!  I'm still confusing my French and Dutch.  Grrrr.

I think I'm finally used to my hair now.  Got comments on it at school.  I like this picture with the pigeons though.  I like pigeons.   They're noisy and cute and fun to feed.

I need to not think on days like this.  I miss vacation already, lol.