Grease is the way that we live

Howdy ho kids.

I know this past week has been ridiculously amazing, I'm just trying to remember how...


OH YEAH!
Ok, so we had our Oral Exam for T.P.E. yesterday (Wednesday). This is basically like the internal assessment we had in IB History last year, but in group form and a lot more supervised. My group, up until the day of the oral, had pretty much done the bare minimum just to have something to turn in, so we decided that it might be a really good idea to get together in the dwindling hours before our exam and try and figure out exactly what in the whole world would we might possibly have to talk about for 40 painstakingly long minutes... We assumed it would be a lot like that last sentence -- as many filler words as possible.
So of course, we get pretty much nothing done. We eat, play a game, write an intro and conclusion (which will subsequently be left at Océane's house), play another round of the game, and go to school. They're kinda freaking out at this point, but I am surprisingly calm considering I'm about to pass the first of my Baccalaureat exams here. I don't know why, but seriously I wasn't freaked at all. We go in, do a little scene that we'd prepared from one of our sources, and then it is Océane's turn to talk... and she just completely blocks, so I pick it up. I totally save the whole thing pulling magical magical French and charm out of my butt. It was pretty much the best unprepared test I've ever taken in my life, and it was totally in a foreign language. I was freakin proud of myself. I still am. You should be too.

I've been hanging out with pretty much the same group of girls lately; Coralie, Dianne, Carlotta, Julie, and Marie. Je les kiffe trop, ces filles. Et Dianne m'a écrit un petit mot aujourd'hui disant "quand tu partiras, tu vas bcp me manquer". But seriously, they are excellent people and I'm stoked to have real friends like that.

Geneviève totally freaked last night because Ben is always on the computer and by always I mean from the SECOND he gets home until 9pm when Christophe decided all electronics except the TV go off, and camille is pretty much the same way with the telephone, so I'm actually gonna cut this blog a bit short and get off the computer.

p.s. Thanks to Noel whose Valentine's day package I got today, I have enough reese's and mac and cheese to last me many months. And yes, I know annie's is better, but I was having some pretty hard core cravings for the crappy orange stuff. They don't know how to make crap food in France. I guess that is a good thing...