mood: cold
music: "Hover (piano version)" by TRUSTcompany

I can't wait until this Friday so we can see Harry Potter! It's my reward for this hellish week! :3

I presented my speech in debate today and it turned out pretty good. I memorized two pages after school so far, and I'm confident I'll have the rest memorized by Friday. I'll spend all of Debate class tomorrow memorizing and clean it up after school. I'm feeling better about it, but I can't wait until the school day ends on Friday.

I'm still a little worried about my French project, even though Mrs. Tymniak gave me an extension because of All State auditions. This is why I hate huge projects--I stress and worry about them every day until they're due. I'm going to try to work on it all weekend.

I just wish Mrs. Wingard didn't give us that essay to write by Friday. She always manages to put in work at the right time.

Yay for sarcasm.

But geez, it got cold really fast! It was pretty warm yesterday, but that was because of the humidity. But now I have to wear a jacket in the house all the time. Oh well, I've got plenty of jackets to wear. But damn, it sure is cold ::is freezing::.

My French comic Pas Déjeuner? got into the French newsletter Le Rayon Bleu for school, and I'm happy about that. The only problem is, the copy machine at school is crappy, and Zyrus ended up completely black. He looked like a freakin' shadow, but at least I know what to do next time. I'm just glad I can put my French comic strips in it. French is probably my favorite class.

Well, I'm tired of being on the internet. Sorry about all the depressing past entries. Just think of millions of chibis dancing to J-Pop songs and smile. :)
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