I give in. Yet another public entry. -sigh-

I HAVE LESS THAN 8 WEEKS OF JUNIOR YEAR LEFT. That's roughly 36 more school days. I am beyond thrilled (see mood).  And I'll eventually get a better picture or something up here. Maybe not. Hmm.

Anyways. This means no more Mrs. Wag. Thank the good lord.  I hate that class with a burning passion.  My piano class sucks too.  I enjoy playing the piano but my teacher is a nazi, no joke.  He has headphones where he can listen in on your playing. If he randomly listens and you are taking a quick break from playing, you get a 0 for the day. No questions asked. I will also NOT miss history.  Mr. Wells is adorable and the class is a blast (when he's not lecturing), but this is my last year of history in high school and I'm beyond thrilled (again, see mood). 

Next year will be rough, but anything is better than junior year, aka "year of the dead". 

Positives about senior year:
- I'm a senior. Geez could it get much more obvious.
- I'm really excited about SMART. I really am.
- Analogy Captain of the Magnet girls Varsity soccer team! ("...and kick some ass.")
- Being a senior. Did I mention that already?
- Taking either philosophy or pottery!
- Senior skip day!
- Oh there are so many more, but I'm tired and should be reading.

Why wasn't I blessed with the speed reading of my brother?  I have about 400 pages of Grapes of Wrath to read before 3rd hour tomorrow.  It's a good book, despite the opinions of my peers, but it's so long!  I felt like typing this up tonight, so it's a good thing I'm a fast typist. :)

Au revior et bon nuit!

Oh, that reminds me. A friend just got the Bible in French and the last Harry Potter book in French.  Both brought back by friends from the school France trip.

Again. Later. -Annie

**edited for a language correction**