Day 7 - Part 1 - Miracles and hands.

I needed a miracle today. In many ways. But mostly because I had a French test I hadn't learned for. At all. So yesterday, when I went to bed, I actually hoped I would be ill. Since I'm hardly ever ill and I hadn't taken my antibiotics yet, I wasn't. Yay.
So, on to the next hope. History. Everyone was telling me it would be cancelled, so I got all my hope worked up to that one extra hour. Of course, it didn't. As usual. Miracles don't show when I want them to. Or actually, they do, but by the time I realize it was the miracle I've been waiting for, the chance to make it work is over.
Break time. Exacly 30 minutes of getting to the library, instaling myself, learn everything, get to class and be ready. Hell. But I think I made it well. There were really only a thing or two I didn't know.
Arts <3 I absolutely LOVE arts. It takes my mind of things, it means laughing and drawing and being cute and artistic. And for today, it meant making half a heart out of my hand and try to draw it about 20 times bigger. I've got a friend doing the other half, since she's right-handed and I'm left-handed. It looks cute, though all the lines and folds and proportions of my hand seem silly and weird, because it's so darn big.
It was really fun, though. All jokes and stories and music. I'm so freaking small, and the table was up straight, so I was standing on a chair about 90% of the time. If not more. And my friend, well, she was just a little less than a head smaller than me, standing on that chair. Stupid hormones that should make me grow. Why did you stop working? D:
All that was left was a break, a free period and English. But since most of the class has that free period, my teacher cancelled it. I did stay all break, though, eating candy and talking and listening and occasionally laughing. Then I cycled to the city, nozing through shoshops to find latin dancing shoes. Couldn't find them, but I have seen the most amazing heels/short boorts EVER. If only they weren't so freaking expensive...
Oh, and Dennis, GET YOUR *SS ONLINE BEFORE I GO SMASH THINGS INTO WALLS. Please? I need you.