What an interesting week. The ugly duckling rose to a peak and the epitemy of charisma made prime minister. Ah, to sleep, to rest - all you need is a Harper before bedtime.

Before going into an anti conservative tangent that would destroy even my ears, I'll talk about something else.

Just finished my last musical ever, the last big step in my musical career. Come June the word Baritone will not come with my picture beside it in the dictionary.

Juust kidding, it will be there into the 2007 issue.

'Twas a good show. I am horribly impressed with how well I did compared to the last two years. It was really a snap effort as everything seemed to be falling apart (at least for the pit band) come the beginning of Christmas break and then all came together immediately after. Seems oddly reminiscent of Harper's campaign... Anyway!

Despite minor irritants that I like to call Vive La Separation (only because I enjoy studying the history of Quebec... of course...) the whole process after Christmas break was quite enjoyable.

Ha, my cousin sent back a survey I did as I did it, just with a correction - apparently her parents named me... not mine... which is true. I don't even remember writing it, haha.

5. Wear glasses? Nope. Vote 20/20 - it's not JUST for hindsight.

Haha hoo...

Exam time, eh? One exam for me. Of course, one exam is one exam too many - but who's counting? Maybe... just maybe... exams are actually teacher evaluations - a poor average shows the teacher did a poor job teaching.

You guys make sure to give her a poor evaluation, I'll sacrifice my honour and get a good mark just so she doesn't go and kill herself when she sees the results.

Remember me as a hero my poetlings.