Et je cours...

but not really. It is a line from lyk, the mad French song from mad Eurovision. France should have totally won. They were so cool. One guy was wearing pink with a black cat stuck on his shoulder. See, he is the one second from the left. He was very cool.

Unfortunately however, stupid Serbia won. The only good thing about their entry was that the woman singing looked like a guy which, in itself would not be funny but after my aunt texted my mother wondering whether the woman was male or female, well... it made for some interesting conversation. Aye.

Anyway, stupid songs and that aside, I am bored. English on Friday went alright and I'm pretty sure I passed, but I have no idea about my grade. Above a C would be nice. Maths is on Tuesday, but it is not causing nearly as much panic due to the fact that I find maths, like... fun. Rofl it's funny because I'm not joking.

Oh yeeeeeeeeeeees, no one replied to my last post when I was clearly seeking help : ( so I am most unhappy about that (although to be perfectly honest, I couldn't really care any less)

Uhh... what else? Nothing? Life is fine. Sometimes it is even gewwwwwwd. I could do with some sleep just now though.

Snoozesnooze. I hope this BLOGPOST has been enlightening to anyone who happens to decide to read it.

Au revoir. French is so much more interesting than DEUTSCH. Tschüss.