Mm Mm Good!

I got my french test back today, the one I thought I failed and afterwards I promptly freaked out and said that I was going to end up teaching in the ghetto as a result of my blatant idiocy, remember that? Well, I somehow, magically, got an A. I don't understand what happened at all. I just don't get it. Why is it that when I think I am do well on a test, I end up doing all right, and when I am completely certain I did poorly, I still do all right? I just don't understand.

Took the French Lit test today, and I think that I did fine, but who knows, I may fail miserably, since my test-dar is obviously wildly malfunctional. It was really bizarre because Nabarra told use we could write an essay on any poem in the textbook that we hadn't studied together in class, which was totally amazing. The thing was though, Kate and I found out afterwards that we both picked the same poem, completely by accident! At first we were really freaked out because we sat next to each other and didn't want to get "caught" cheating, but it turns out that we both read and explicated the poem coming from to completely different perspectives, so there shouldn't be anything to worry about. Still weirdly coincidental though, maybe were have some major psychissism going on without our knowledge. In any case, tests suck. Let's talk about candy.

Apparently I'm deprived because we don't have Peeps in Canada, Tom's told me so, Casey's told me so and now MooCow is going to mail me some, because he thinks so, and he's weirdly generous like that.

I'm actually quite excited, it'll be what, the 5th time I open my mailbox to find something for me that is worth opening? I hope he'll let me send him smarties in return, because they don't have those in the US, and then he'll get mail too. Hourrah for inter-national-candy-sharing! [I know that international doesn't usually have a dash, but I was dash-happy and I don't feel right stifling my creativity]

These are contraband images from MooCows blog. On your left is MooCow, being a huge cochon with too many Peeps to count in his mouth, and on the right are some peeps which have obviously been in intimate contact with red dye number 7.
Look slightly radioactive, don't they?



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