I'll just go from when school started, and skip the rest of the days between the last time I posted and the day school started because nothing exciting has really happened, and I know this because I would remember if anything happened, and since I don't, it obviously wasn't worth remembering.
So yes, school started September 5th, and I can now say I am in ninth grade, in big bad high school. It feels good to be able to say "I'm in high school". It makes me feel so much more official. Well, not like I was really 'official' in the first place, but, well to me it just makes me feel more... grown up. Cheesy, sure, but whatever.
Aaaanyway, first semester I have French, Science, Instrumental Music, and Vocal Music. French is super easy, because it's core French and I have been french immersion my entire school career, and acutally, when I was younger, all my classes used to be in french. So the first day, we learned the alphabet, and other super easy things like that. It's ridiculous. I just don't see why they could've made an Advanced French class or something for us French Immersion kids instead of putting us through torture. I should do really well since it's incredibly easy, but it still gets boring after a while because it's stuff I learned in like grade one. But oh well. Instrumental and Vocal are pretty awesome, because I love both singing and playing instruments so much. On Tuesday, everyone in my Vocal class has to pick a song and sing it. So I've decided on the song Catalyst by Anna Nalick. It's a lovely song, and I've been practicing hard. In Instrumental, I've chosen to play the Alto Sax, once again. Well I've been playing it for the past two years, I don't see why I should stop and start some other instrument. And I'm pretty good at the saxophone too. Now Science is just amazing, not only because it's Science, and we get to blow stuff up and make things smoke and so on, but because I have a huge crush on my lab partner. I haven't felt this way about a guy before in a long time. He gives me butterflies. BUTTERFLIES! Even when he's not around, they flutter viciously around in my stomach. His name is Kevin Emery, and he only has half a thumb on his left hand. I think it's cute. I've heard a lot about him in previous year because a lot of my guy friends have played hockey with him and such, so I was kind of relieved when I finally got to see who they were talking about all these years. But it's just so unbelievable how he makes me feel. And he has started talking to me too! But I think I'll stop talking about him now because this entry is getting ridiculously long and so I think I'll just make another entry after to chat a little about him later.
All in all, my life is pretty darn sweet right now.
Shit-eh. <my new slang, I heard it somewhere, it means awesome, wicked, great... so on and such which.>
