The End of a Semester

So I've pretty much reached the end of the first half of junior year, and I have to say it isn't near as bad as I heard it was supposed to be (though we haven't hit the third nine weeks yet, which is always the hardest). I pretty much stopped doing any work at all last week, which doesn't matter since I am only aiming for "B's" pretty much.

I was actually pleased for the most part of the (school) year so far. I pretty much have someone to talk to in all of my classes, with the lone exception being the class I can do whatever I want in (Piano). Last year, that was almost the case, except I had several classes with Kejing AND Jack, meaning I was essentially alone.

I think it's sort of funny how things have cycled back on themselves in 2008. Tomorrow is December 13. I don't point that out to be creepy or to make anyone feel guilty because I'm cool with everything right now, but this just seems really ironic to me.

Tomorrow is also Mini Mu. I have to proctor little eighth graders all alone. And then leave right away to park cars or something. I miss regular season football.