Ah the dance. Shoved together with all three sweaty, drunk grades. I have to say that it wasn't the best dance I've ever been too. So me, my friend, and four of the kids from Rice snuck off into the cafeteria and just talked. For two full hours. I hardly knew them, but we shared the fact that we weren't drunk and we didn't want to take care of the people who were. That's what I love (sometimes) about this year. People who haven't been together for eleven years. You don't talk about the drama, you just talk about anything, really. It's refreshing.
So much work this weekend. 6 pages of Chem, English, French project. I have to call the freaking french CBC to interview. I'm pretty sure they're going to laugh at my lack of french accent. And today, work, and rehearsal. So pretty much dancing all day.
Clan day was amazing, Halloween was fun. And now all I need to figure out is the drama with the boy. Oh my.
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