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Monday, November 22, 2010

It's not "ghetto," it's "classy street folk."

Writing my French speech quite literally traumatized me. Saturday and Sunday night, I didn't sleep very well because of the same scene playing through my head, then random French phrases appearing. I never realized just how terrifying French can be. *shudder*.

I had a taco party for the first time in ages with Sam and Katie, where we take my bus home, make tacos, and hang out with no real purpose in mind. It was the best time I've had in a while, not stressing over homework and hanging out with friends. It was bordering on a miracle. I think I'm beginning to feel human again. As well as going power crazy with being able to control my own time. MUHAHA.

*mini rants over*

Today I went to a presentation in the mini theater for Chem today, and I realized just why I appreciate IB kids. Nick was doing tech crew things for the presentation. Instead of just pausing awkwardly when, in the middle of the presentation, Nick bolted down the aisle, jumped onto the stage, and disappeared backstage, all in one swift motion, the entire mini theater followed the short pause with applause. He came back out, extremely flushed, plugged the computer to the projector, and attempted to disappear. 
Love,
-J-

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