New Year's was grand. We partied it up in a seniors hall with nachos, hide and seek in the dark, 3am Dutch Blitz, challenging each other to demonstrations of physical fitness, and other generally sleep deprived ventures. I think most of our conversations with made no sense after about 11pm. Such as:
"Why are we even discussing this? It's impossible to have a baby with a cheeseburger." -Noah
"If you hear the seniors cry in the sweatshop in the attic, just hit the wall and tell them to be quiet."-Jen
*insert t-rex dance here*- Kaelen
The next day I got by on two hours of sleep, as well as some power naps I had in the afternoon.
So now, I have a week filled with:
- Great Expectations (audiobooks via youtube are helpful)
- IB French paper #1
- 1500 word History essay
I had a beautiful week of forgetting how much I had to do. Now I suffer. I fear this might happen:
Love,
-J-