i don't care what anyone says...

Kanye West is THE SHIT. I hate rap, but he is amazing.

Today wasn't that interesting, except for French. Amazing. Mme. Costa set up these pictures on the board, and we had to take them down and tell a story: we ended up having this continuing thing about Beatrice, who was a party animal and liked to get drunk (Jake), and then met Olivier Massaud at a party and married him because he was very rich and gave her a huge bague, plus grande de sa tete! (that was my part), and then had an illicit affair with the gardener and Olivier found out and divorced her (Brandon, but the garderner thing was my idea), and then she met Isabelle and married her and adopted a child (Jake again).

You really just had to be there.

Oh, and I went dancing in the rain 8th period with Maria, Gail, Katie, Geo, what's her face #1 and what's her face #2 (random freshman who's names I do not know). We wanted Ben to come, but he's boring, so he didn't. And we yelled at him.

Next time it rains, we're going to get Geo to carry Ben out over his shoulder (partially because Ben needs to dance in the rain, and partially because it would be really entertaining)