Summer Lovin'

Summer school is over. HURRAH! Three hours of math everyday is enough to ruin Einstein - the only thing that was keeping me from turning into a puddle of whining mess was the fact that my friends and I continuously threw paper balls at eachother. Basically, a war between the French Fries and the English Muffins. My friends from the French immersion side sat at the back, while we English Muffins sat at the front. (Completely coincidental - we weren't sitting at the front to swoon over our summer school teacher. Of course not.)

I'd like to believe that we won the war, but that might be a tad biased. All I can say is that I feel sorry for the janitor - when he sees the floor, covered with balls of white, I honestly can imagine him swearing at us, the immature adolescents.

The only thing I've been doing that is close to being productive this last few days (sounds like a run-on sentence) is searching through the web for a good laugh. And buying books. And watching movies. But that isn't productive in the least, is it? Especially the latter. And former.



Hahaha, that is one picture that will never fail to make me laugh.

I've been yearning to go to France and Italy. To look at the Louvre, and search for the hidden meanings within Da Vinci's pictures. To go to Italy, and scope out all the amazing architectural buildings. Look above and to see Michelangelo's infamous painting above me. Wouldn't that be something?