"Two of us wearing raincoats, standing solo in the sun."

Wow, this morning feels like ages ago! And it's 11:02. Why do I stay up this late when I had the opportunity for a good sleep? Is good question...

Today was a pretty good day - just really long. I took a long shower this morning, grabbed a thermos of coffee to drink in the car, went to math class and guess what? My teacher had forgotten to make us our exam. So we don't have one. Thursday is our big final, so I guess I shouldn't be too happy though. On a downer side, I got my test back from a few weeks ago - ok. This is BASIC math. There is no reason for an A student to get a C on a test in this class. I must say it was a serious blow to my ego. I mean, it makes me feel so DUMB. Though, the ooonnneee thing I have on my side, is that I was really sick when I took the test. Y'know, that stuffy cold/flu when nothing makes sense. Yeah. That was it.

Kickboxing was... interesting. We had two relay races, one where five people on a team have to drag their sixth person on a yoga blanket across the gym. The other one was a skipping relay race. We won this one, and I did it the fastest because I'm just pretty lanky... my team said it was my "inner kindergartener" coming out. It was my last kickboxing class though, so that was good...

Art was brief. We watched a slide of Julie's stuff and then finished up what we had to in our portfolios. I am now caught up on projects, except for my final, which is due next week. I'm doing exactly what she said not to do at the beginning of the year - I kept busy with other things and didn't plan my final project months in advance. So I better start on that soon.

Ugh my shoulder hurts....

Anyway, after art, I went to Snapper Jack's with Amelia, Laura, Steven, and Kathryn Sheehy. That was fun. Oh, and as usual, I saw Cesar in random intervals through the day... conversations with him are strange. You never can take anything he says seriously. Today, for example, we tried to find out how old he is, since none of us had any idea. In about ten minutes, his age had changed probably more than 600002 times, sometimes more than 3 decades per minute. Isn't that odd? I've seen this guy twice a week for months now and we know nothing about him, except that he's from Argentina, he's an artist, and he must have a big head because I tried his glasses on today and they almost fell off my face.

Though I have to admit, conversations with him are always immensely enjoyable, even though rather annoying. Today he was looking at my binder. It's one of those ones with the clear cover so you can put stuff in, and through the year I've been sticking random things in - a colored piece of paper with a scary face that Steven drew for me, a picture of me and Amelia, a little green paper dress I made.... y'know, random stuff. The background is something I drew, and the top corner has the lyrics from Two of Us, "Two of us wearing raincoats standing solo in the sun."

Now, Cesar hardly knows anything about old stuff from this country... a few weeks ago, we were shocked and appalled to hear that he didn't know how Cary Grant was, or any of those other great actors. (Though he did know who James Dean was, which is a plus.)
Anyway, he saw those lyrics, and all the sudden looks at me and says, "You and I have memories, longer than the road that stretches out ahead."
I don't know, that song has always just been so important to me... so I guess I was happy when somebody else knew it.

And wow, that was quite a rabbit trail...

Anyway.... haha... after all that, I went with Amelia and Laura to their tap dance class final, where everybody performs. They did a group dance with Luke, and they were so great! Everybody was. Apparently I'm taking it next semester so that'll be fun. I'm inspired now. ;) If not a little intimidated.

Welllllll. I'm super tired. I have a LOT of math to do tomorrow, to make sure I don't get another C.... ugh. And I'd prolly better start on my art final that I've supposed to been doing for months... blah....

Goodnight.