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A great dream derailed

On Sunday, Jada and I went to the library to do research for our Hamlet seminars. How lovely. Our last day of winter break and we go to… a library. Bloody 'ell.

Got quite a bit done though, so that's good. But the best part was when we were sitting up on the fourth floor by the window and there was this kid outside rolling down a hill. But what's this? He's walking normally now? And now he's rolling? What the –?

Jada informed me that these are a special kind of shoes that can turn into roller skates, and apparently they've been around for several years. She also explained to me the other day what Perez Hilton is (I thought people just forgot how to spell "Paris") and about the whole Rosie O'Donnell vs. Donald Trump thing. I'm so out of it.

Anyway, today we went back to school. I was bloody tired because I couldn't get to sleep last night. We had English first and we read this really easy poem and the teacher was asking questions about it, but everyone was half asleep. It was pretty sad. Actually, I knew most of the answers, but umm, I'm just not a very enthusiastic hand-putter-upper type person. Though I did once, but she didn't pick me, and I had the exact right answer, too. Oh well.

We then went to French and after about half an hour we realized our teacher still wasn't there. So, the whole class trekked down to the office and we had to sign in and there was just sheer pandemonium. Also, Jada was telling me about how she likes the song "Lola" by The Kinks, and I matter-of-factly informed her that Lola, is, in fact, a man. She didn't believe me, so we listened to the song, and lo and behold: "I'm glad I'm a man, and so's Lola". Golly gee. Actually, I don't blame her, because, well, it took me a long long time to figure this out, and I was only sparing her the embarrassment that would come with a late realization.

So then I had spare and worked on my English assignment. Pretty boring stuff.

Then I had math, and I was all ready for him to say it was time for a pop quiz (he can be pretty evil like that, giving us quizzes on Mondays, after we've forgotten everything over the weekend), but then I realized we were starting a new unit, meaning no pop-quiz for at least two days. Whew. We got our tests back from before break, and whaddaya know, I did pretty darn good! 88%, I think, which is basically perfect for me nowadays in math. This wonderful mark boosted my class mark from a lowly 68% to a superb 71%, so I'm happy. Apparently I heard if you get over 70% you can't upgrade the course summer school? Well, I guess I'd be happy about that, since I don't want to do it over, but I'm sure I'd get a better mark. Anyway, I have a feeling the exam will bring my mark back down, hopefully at least to a pass though.

Today my brother was talking to my mom about his homework, and somehow we got talking about Jefferson Airplane. My brother said he didn't like Jefferson Airplane but he loved Jefferson Starship. I agreed with him and was about to say "so do I!" but instead it came out "so do me!".

Well, umm, you kind of had to be there, as Frampton would say.

"No wonder you do so bad in English!" my mom says. Ha ha. As a joke I mean, she's not as bad as she sounds. See, she knows I can take a joke, unlike a LOT of people, in which case, this just added to the overall hilarity of the situation.

Ah, life. So much funnier than fiction. It truly, truly is.

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