Yay!

Report card day is over! And no one cried. :) Didn't do too shabby this term. Rather Impressed with myself actually.
A high B in English, did terribly on the provincial though. I'm pretty upset. Everyone says, "I'm sure you did fine, the marks will come back and you'll probably have the highest." Soooo not true. I'm not one of those modest people that does really good and then says "Oh, I did so bad. I'm sure I only got a C+." And then get's like an A. Those people bug me. I am a very blunt person. If I thought I did good I would have been dancing and chanting, I got an A, I got an A. But I am not modest. And I predict a C+... if I'm lucky. That was a bad day. Brain was a pile of mushy goo on the floor.
English Lit on the other hand... pretty sure I rocked it. Hopefully. I would be pretty upset if I bombed the provincial for my favorite class of all time. I got an A in the class though. Stoked! teehee. Highest mark in the class in English and Lit. I am rather impressed with myself. :) yay. Still no appreciation from the so called mother figure. "I'm not congratulating you because I know you could do better." "Does the fact I got an A and the highest mark in the class mean nothing to you?" " No. I know you could have done better." Pfft. Figures.
Other classes were okay. Comparative Civilizations, pulled my act together in time, got a B, shweet. Carpentry, first time ever I did NOT get an A. :( sucks. My bad. Slacked really bad this term. Got the silent treatment from the teacher. yikes, considering we've been pretty tight since grade 8. I got a C+. :( very upset. The number of really good breakfasts I got instead of going to class were worth it though. Oh well. haha.
Well don't have to go back to the school until... diploma time? Shweet. All done. Pretty awesome if you ask me. Might have got a job today. But not sure... strange conversation with the owner... I may have been hired but I'm not entirely sure *confused face* guess I need to wait for a phonecall.
Job hunting is quite possibly my least favorite activity ever. ick. Up there with swimming in a pool of leaches. And I really, really hate leaches. I had a chant going to keep me from turning around going home instead of applying. Vancouver, seeing Blake, Pride, seeing Pam... Vancouver, seeing Blake, Pride, seeing Pam... worked okay, hahaha.
Damn, have to go help friends pack for their moving out experiences. Going to be doing a lot of that lately. Later.