Fat Tuesday, and oh, Canada.

I'm going to Mardi Gras with the French club this weekend. Not the one in Louisiana, though, but a celebration in a town about an hour away. The name of said town will remain confidential, mostly because I don't know who exactly reads this mess. LOL. Sadly, French club is the only club I'm in. TT_TT I should have gone to the opera last weekend with them. Oh, well. I'm planning on going to Medeival Times with them in March. :D

Tomorrow will be a great day, I think. The talent show is tomorrow, so I'll be like the other hundreds of kids out of class. (YAY! My camera's ready.) I may be a nerd, but who would pass a "get out of class free" card? Certainly not me. And on top of that, it's an early release day! Report cards are due. My mom will be going to pick it up. I think my grades are top notch...ish. I managed raised my Biology and World Geography PAP to a high A, again. As for English, I'm sure it's not that bad. Mid-A, perhaps. And well, Geometry...I don't know if it's that great. I bombed that Pythagorean Theorem test. (I felt like an IDIOT. I made a 79! +5 bonus points. It should've been EASY.) So, I'm still expecting an A, but not like previous six-weeks. If my mom gripes at me, I'll give her the whole "it's Pre-AP, it's harder than the other classes!" speech. It usually works. And my grades aren't that bad. Geez.

In addition to all that tomorrow? It's BONESDAY! Yay! Lol. A new episode, which I've been awaiting patiently. Well, kind of. Aside from the griping on message boards, complaints to friends, and angry E-mails to Fox, I'd say I'm pretty calm and patient. :D


Did you know that Canadians get new episodes of Bones a day before us? It's not right! They got to see it tonight. I'm moving to Canada. For real this time. Also, the writers and creators of House and Bones are CANADIAN. Do you know how amazing that is? I think I love Canada. With their free health care, gay marriage (which by the way, serves no purpose to me. But still.), and cuter kittens, why NOT move to Canada? If you know me in real life, you'd know that I (& Monika, lol) have a passion for Canada. We even let people think we're Canadian. And some people believe it. But, alas, it's only a facade. Oh, how I wish I was from Canada.



Tootles.