Swimming Giraffes.

Writing French speeches is quite tedious business. Since I've decided to do my speech on giraffes, the wikipedia page on giraffes has become my temporary best friend. It has a few random pieces of information that one would think wouldn't be necessary to the general knowledge of the animal, such as the two paragraphs about how it is assumed that giraffes can't swim, and a computer simulation done by a science journal that shows giraffes can float, but it would be awkward for them to actually swim.

I think sometimes there's a slow month at a science journal and the one of the scientists say,"Hey, do you guys know if giraffes can swim?" Everyone pauses thoughtfully and realizes that they don't know if giraffes can swim. They're curious, so they make a simulation with their expensive computer equipment and find out. So that it wasn't a complete waste of time, they publish the results and get people wondering why on earth we need to know if giraffes can swim.

March break in Florida! Yeah warmth!
Love,
-J-

I Have Confidence-The Sound of Music

Stupidity.

 "Since this Galaxy began, vast civilizations have arisen and fallen, risen and fallen, risen and fallen so often that it's quite tempting to think that life in the Galaxy must be

(a) something akin to seasick - space sick, time sick, history sick or some such thing, and 

(b) stupid."

- Life, the Universe and Everything, Douglas Adams

Lately, something has become more and more obvious.

People are stupid.

This statement actually answers quite a lot of questions.

As a conformation of this, there was a seminar for suicide prevention this afternoon. At the end of it, the guidance counselor waved around a stack of sheets saying,"If you need the number to call for depression, raise your hand and I'll give you a sheet. I don't want you taking a sheet if you won't use it." At this point, everyone looked around awkwardly and no one raised their hand.

This, my friends, is an example of colossal stupidity. Raising your hand would be like "Hey! Everyone! Judge me!"

I can't believe that a guidance counselor wouldn't get that. She's either really stupid or really stingy with photocopies.

Changing subject, today I made a large list of musicals to watch. Now I'm pumped for March break.
-J-

Vlogbrothers- The funniest names in history

An intresting Friday.

My day was interesting today.

I fell down the bus stairs for the second time in three days, managing not to cut or bruise anything. Not very much else happened in the morning, but there was a basketball game in the afternoon, initiating the only time I will ever skip school. It's practically tradition at this point among Sam, Katie A. and I.

We had no idea how to kill time uptown, so we were going back to school, but decided to go back to the library. On the way there, we encountered Shantel, Cory, Brenden and James (when James is without Katie, he falls back as the cheerful guy everybody enjoyed hanging out with last year.) They were going to the museum and since admission is free this month, we joined them.

I never realized it was possible to have such a kick ass time at a museum. Especially one I've practically memorized. I found it especially funny when Sam, James and Brenden we're standing by the Bricklin (a New Brunswick made sports car) staring in awe and plotting how to take it in the event of a zombie apocalypse. There was a moment where every one paused and James, staring intently at the car, filled the silence with,"Guys, I think I'm a little turned on right now." I appreciate 'Pre-Katie era' James. 

Sam and I explored the art section for a while, until we found some benches in a random secluded corner and everyone hung out there for a while.We had a group hug, which somehow resulted in Cory caressing pretty much everybody else's leg while aiming for Shantel.

One snowball fight later, we ended up back at school just as an ambulance arrived. Since we weren't suppose to be outside, we walked through the doors by the boiler room and into the cafeteria, right by the entrance the ambulance went to. Apparently a guy was swimming and had a panic attack, causing him to begin drowning. But at this point, we had only heard the words "drowning", the guy's name, and "pool" tossed around.

Then came the slowest five minutes of my life. The tension was really high in the cafeteria, since only a few people, most of who knew the guy, were sitting there, waiting to hear anything. We saw him being wheeled into the ambulance, conscious, and I felt the tension rise from the room. He was okay, and I felt so much better, even though I don't know him.

Now we're in for 10-20 cm of snow and down to -10 degrees on top of the 5-10 cm of snow and rain that has already fallen. Tomorrow, the world will practically be a skating rink.
Love,
-J-

And because your day needs a little more musical ridiculousness: 

Julian Smith- Racist coffee 

And finally, I grow some guts.

Yes, I finally got the guts of write Brea!

Mostly, it's because I was talking to one of my classmates, Ashley, before musical. She has a friend who died of leukemia a few years ago and she was going out to supper with the girl's parents tonight. With that, I got the push I need to write Brea. Basically, I finished typing and hit 'send'. No proof reading. I didn't want to overthink or back track, it was something I just had to get done.

Also, Jeremy, Elissa's brother who was also in the car accident, re-broke his leg on the first day back to school. Could you pray for him or send good thoughts his way or something? That family has been through so much.
Love,
-J-