Hey ma, I think I'm failing.

Haha, what a day today has started to be. Pop quiz in history class. We all know I don't do too well with those. I'll be lucky if I get 5 marks. But ironically, I don't care. I seem to just be optimistic about the whole thing I guess. I'll do extra work, or maybe I should have just read Candide in the first place. Oh, how lazy and such a procrastinater I can be. Aw well, my fault.

This year at school seems like it's just one big waste of time. Everything is repetitive and it's all leading up to the 'sketch shows'. I thought I wasn't in high school anymore. That's all I looked forward too then, was the big drama class productions- and maybe the odd English project. Now, I'm happy in the sense that I'm with my new and wonderful friends, that I've got some sort of a career happening and that I live downtown Toronto- but I still feel like I've got more to learn. They can't teach you life experiences in College. I really feel like I should have taken the postgrad program, for the maturity level as well as the work load. Ah well. Mom and Dad, thank you for your understanding, ahem... money. It will EVENTUALLY come into effect.

The only class where I do feel I progress is in stand-up class. My teacher gives me reason to be motivated. It's a class where you get to explore who you really are, to then find out what that + your comic abilities make you as a stand-up comedian. I love Mondays for that reason. Maybe because I get to indulge into 'myself' or whatever, but it's also where I learn the most. For example- we did yet another excercise where we had to yell out some sentences, but this time accentuating on either the vowels or the consonants. When I began to say my sentences, I couldn't help but come out sounding extremely french. It's like my 'hidden accent' was discovered, the one that Andrew says I do when I'm on stage. It was far more elaborate though- I couldn't grasp the difference between vowels and consonants, I was just FULL OUT FRENCH. So, by seeing this, my teacher asked me to do my set with an accent. I did it and it was 'fucking hilarious' according to a few of my classmates- and considering the fact that they haven't seen my set live before, I'll take that as a compliment. Mondays are always feel good days. Then, when you hit hump day- it gets blah.

Fridays are getting better for me. Bowmander and I have a way better relationship, and when you do get on his good side- he's a pretty sweet guy.

The party on Saturday had to be one of my top 3. It was great... good times all around ;-) and MAN, ROCKY HORROR was hilarious. 4th time so far and best performance yet. DARKNESS DARKNESS- man that bitch was funny. Shuuuuuuuuuuuuuut up! *handful of rice on the back of her head*

Well, back to class for now.