Ugh. I hate school. But that's my fault. I took all the hard classes this year and have no time for art or dance without sacraficing grades-- which I'm going to have to do because I know where my priorities lie. Next year the only AP class I'm taking is English and that's because I adore English. This year is dragging. The cardinal visited our school yesterday (you know, the one that hid pedophiles?) and gave us a day off. The moral issues with him having been there negate the value of the day off to the point that I'd rather not have it.

But... there is good news. On Saturday I drove up to Fresno with my mom and Fether (long story) and basically... it reeked of cows and there was absolutely nothing there. But, yes, there is good news. I had an Irish dance Feis. FEIS. (fesh. Fish? No. Fesh. Feis.) Yay for a three hour trip there and back! But... I got a sixth place out of twenty five girls in the Beginner Slip Jig Special, I didn't place at all in the Single Jig..... I said there was good news. I got a first place in the Beginner I Slip Jig, Light Jig, and Reel! It was lovely! And I'm moving up!! YATTA!

Okay. But now that I'm off that high, I'm going to go back to doing homework. *automaton*