I'm done with IB French, guys. So pumped.
The exam was actually kind of a joke. IB has fed me through so much pain and hassle that it made a three hour exam easy. French was uber time consuming and now I have 2nd period free, which is awkward but I'm okay with this.
Now it's time to party. *awkward party dance*
Actually, I feel really crappy right now. I told people before the exam that I was avoiding sunstroke until after the exam, and strangely enough, that's exactly what happened. I was fine in the morning, but by the afternoon I could barely prop myself up on my desk. Choir dress shaped sunburns are the worst.
I managed to go to the local "Got Talent" competition again. I ended up sitting next to a guy I know through musical that I haven't talked to for a year, since he graduated and goes to uni in Montreal. It was kind of weird but kind of fun at the same time. Also, the people from my school were sitting in the front center and we yelled things (1) to the performers, (2) at the emcee and (3) that were proclaiming our undying love for my school's tech crew, who were working the thing. The emcee actually is the most awkward individual known to man, and since we know most of tech crew, yelling compliments at them as they set up between acts as sort of an ice breaker. Generally being obnoxious was kind of fun.
Love,
-J-
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