First off, I'm sick. -__- I blame you, mayochan.

And now for everything else.

The first three weeks of school are OVER AND DONE WITH, and I think I might survive the rest of the year. Maybe.

But AP History and Honors Chem are going to murder me. (Honors Algebra II isn't too difficult yet.) I've done nothing the past three weeks but homework, marching band, and sleep, and we've barely been doing anything in chem so far- mostly because my stupid teacher made me retake the safety quiz four times until I made a 100. God. That was torture. I had one extra word the third time I took it, so I had to retake it again. Guh.

And I transferred into history two weeks late, so I like to think that's why I made a thirty-six on my first quiz over the chapter. ^^;; Least I redeemed myself with a ninety-six on the one we took Thursday. But seriously, these are the worst grades I've ever gotten. Thank God for the extra ten points on AP classes. My dreams of being valedictorian are shot.

...Yeah, right. If I've managed to claw my way up to number five from number eighteen in a year, I can get to number one if I do absolutely nothing but study for the next three years.

Is it pitiful that the thought of being valedictorian completely makes up for no free time?


On a random note, we got the NYC band trip schedule. There's a tour of Julliard.

When I read that, I wanted to die. There's no way I can raise the money to go to NYC, but this is Julliard we're talking about- my dream college.

And it's going to be wasted on people who want to get it over with so they can go eat at the Hard Rock Cafe. >.<


And now for the last bit of this rambling post: I HAVE MET MY FIRST FRENCHIE. I LOVE HER SO MUCH. She's a foreign exchange student, and she's the sweetest, most adorable thing ever. I'm going to the park with her tomorrow afternoon, and I'm so excited. :D