I don't sing and dance.

So I'm a little behind on my blogging. So what. I just finished chapter one of my story on kinkeejou. If you want you can read its semi-useless prologue. It's somewhere on here.

So PROM, PROM, PROM. It was great; dressing up, seeing everyone else dressed up, limos, pictures, dancing, food! Well the food wasn't the greatest but whatever that's the least of my worries. I wish I had had taken off my suit jacket earlier to show off my suspenders and armbands. I didn't look as good as I felt with my tie being the only contrast. Oh well. I never look good in pictures anyway. Photogenic isn't one of my traits. Neither is "good dancer". I tried but not really 'cause I knew there wasn't much of a point. At one point when I was sitting down I found that none of the guys really knew how to dance. Some just looked more preposterous than others. But still, one of the things that made my day was the last slow dance, "Back at One". It was never really a special song to me even though I've known it most of my life, but that all changed. I'm glad I knew the words. Me and MJ were just there making fools of ourselves singing / lip-synching the song while everyone else on the floor was tightly bound to their lovers and close friends. Just thinking back made me smile.

The after party? not much to say. I wish I could have stayed the whole time. My mom didn't let me. It kinda annoyed me. Still kinda does. Anyway, people had a lot more fun after people sobered up a little. I wish I could have stayed the whole time.

Saturday was cotillion practice. I had to sing. I don't sing. My range is not that of a normal guy's. Not in a good way. Plus, I have the range the size of an ant. A baby ant. WHY AM I SINGING CAN I PLAY GUITAR INSTEAD?

Sunday morning! It was great. It's a little chilly outside today but that's okay. I went in for work for the first time in what seemed like FOREVER. I really missed everyone. I was reminded of why I choose to stay there. I love the people. Although being gone for a while made me make mistakes, I don't think I got that rusty. For some reason I keep track of how I do at work. I definitely get my rhythm when I need to. PLUS, Julian came and visited! I miss the old trio of me, him and Patrick. We made breakfast fun.


Oh, the memories I've made.
So, a pretty big weekend. For me anyway. Sorry thoughts are disorganized I just belted out things. : )

Tomorrow

is prom. I'm much more excited than all the girls I know.
..or am I the only one?

Sloth.

With school done and nothing to do for the rest of my high school life, I can honestly say I'm free. Nothing to worry about, no homework, tests, essays, assignments, labs, nothing.
Empty.
I don't like the feeling. For some reason, slacking off when I shouldn't be had a thrill to it. Now just doing nothing productive is really really really boring. Playing RO, DotA, Golden Sun2, watching 10 different kinds of animes and dramas, it's what I was fighting for during exams. now... "eh". At the same time I can't always be out with people, I get tired [and broke!] and I have no mode of transportation. Come onnnnnnnnnnn, car!
At least I volunteered to make my ToK teacher's comic for his student guide [one which he keeps repeating would make him quite happy]. It's a pretty big job but it's something that I like doing. I'm proud of myself for stepping up to it. I would have regretted not volunteering knowing that I could have. Plus if that guide goes big I can get some cred, yeeeee.

As for my weekend, it's been pretty good. Steven's party was amazing, and set me on a LOT of flashbacks. Am I really getting that old? I'm glad he found the present entertaining. It was completely different from how I imagined it to be but I think it's served its purpose. I was shy to dance at first [surprise, surprise] but I sucked it up and I figured I'd have fun for something that Steven and his family put together for everyone. I'm glad I went. I'm really gonna miss the guy. I think he's made me laugh everytime I've talked to him.

Thoughts on Carassauga? Boring. It was so bad that I wish I just had control over everything. It was pretty chaotic. I didn't feel as if my country was well represented. I don't know how it feels for others and their nationalities. It could be improved a whole lot. Waste of 12 bucks. Good thing it wasn't mine.


I'm still tanned from Wonderland. I wanna go again! I'm looking forward to this coming week.

The word "done" feels heavier than it did before.

It's because I can't write anything in french. I tried, I failed miserably.
Anyway, today has been a whole day of nothing, with people anxious to end the day to enter tomorrow. After our exams tomorrow, we'll be done all of our exams! It's a great feeling, it really is. No more binging and breaking out from exam stress. All the "ohmigawd I did so bad"s are done.
But today, I came across a copy of "Oh, the Places You'll Go!" by Doctor Seuss. This sent me down a long train of reminiscing, all because of my old history teacher. He enjoyed teaching our grade 10 class so much that he brought that in and read it out to us. It was very touching (but I didn't cry!) and I will forever be sentimental to that poem. I'll probably grow old and connect all my great memories of high school to it.

Wow, listen to me. I'm only turning 18 and I'm already looking back to my high school days. I'm going to miss it, I know I will. The work was a pain, but (most of) the people were awesome. I can't say I have no regrets whatsoever but I'm pleased I survived high school. This time is a crucial time in my life, and I am honestly scared.

Cet un exercise pour le francais!

Je veux pratiquer mon francais pour mes examens demain, et je veux écrire dans mon blog. Si j'ai decidé à faire les deux! C'est comme j'ai tué deux oiseaux avec un pierre, no? Mon francais n'est pas parfait, mais je crois que cet exercise peut m'aider pour les examens demain. Souhaitez-moi la bonne chance!

Aujourd'hui, j'ai passé le temps avec Maryjess. [C'est drôle, j'ai dit mah-ree-jhess dans ma tête.] Je n'ai pas su qu'elle était venue! Quelle surprise, mais j'ai été heureux. Je pense que je suis très simple. Nous avons allés à Square One pour acheter des cadeaux pour nos amis, mais nous n'avons pas trouvé les choses qui nous avons eu besoin de. Cependant, nous avons trouvé les autres choses. Tout les choses se résolvent!

Les autres événements de mon jour n'est pas très intéressants. J'ai joué les jeux-cartes dans l'école. Très ennuyeux, n'est-pas?


Ahh, je ne peux pas parler / écrire en francais. J'ai utilisé une dictionnaire un peu fois pour cette note. Mais, c'est retournait-moi. Je le sens!

Elvis has left the building.

The worst is over. With the hardest of the exams out of the way, the collective sighs were probably heard the next block over. And I can finally blog again. It's not like I really couldn't before, it's just that I didn't really feel up to writing when my head was swarmed by words. Some of which seemed like a different language. Some were a different language. Look forward to all my writing. I'll be using this blog as my more personal blog, and all my creative posts will be posted up on Kinkeejou. That's it, I'm off.