Yeah. Dance classes are not getting to me at all…apart from the realizing how utterly graceless and baby elephantish I really am. >< I don’t think they’re giraffe women, because they leap like antelope.
Other than dance class lunacy, the first month-ish of school has been absolutely stellar. I have, among other things:
a) Gotten on Music Council (after running two previous years with no result)
b) Gotten Art Club off to a sucessful start
c) Been doing surprisingly well in classes
d) Been able to make new friends while juggling the millions of things I have to do. And juggling sucessfully.
Grade 11 is a good year, freaks and geeks. =D Note that in a few months there will more than likely be a nervous breakdown post.
My courses are all pretty good, some being too easy, interestingly enough. Except for French, which is mad crazy hard, and Bio, which is… kinda hard, but I get it. Sometimes.
I started dance classes, which have been somewhat amusing due to the fact that I’m so horribly out of place there (see giraffe woman-baby elephant analogy)
I just screamed ‘cos I saw a spider. -__- It’s weird how I’m coo with snakes, tarantulas, etc… But give me a worm or a big spider and I revert to squealing little girl mode.
“EW! A SPIDER! *stands on chair*”
I don’t know why I dislike little screaming children so much, but I do. They run around and yell and are annoying and I don’t like them. Especially when they make it hard for me to do my work. And they knock displays over and their parents do NOTHING about it and I can’t exactly say “I HATE YOUR CHILDREN” Because then I lose this job that I don’t even want.
And off to clean my room some more.
You’re juggling better than I am, at least. XD I’ve had two of your so-called nervous breakdowns already, but in small intervals and only lasting half a day.
Comment by Justin — September 25, 2005 @ 11:08 pm