Today in English, my teacher had my group of friends and I lead the entire class in singing our Shakespearean Rhapsody. One of the kids in my class said, "I was so happy today, because I was like, 'I get to sing in English class!'" It was actually pretty fun to sing (to the tune of) Bohemian Rhapsody in such a big group. At one point, M. Vase had us split the room down the middle so one side could sing the "Let me go!" and the other could sing the "No! we will not let you go" part. Epic win, I'm telling you.

It was good English class was such epic win, because the rest of the day was EPIC amounts of fail. Every aspect of it was FAIL FAIL FAIL. I took a test in history, and there was an open response question about the USSR's influence in Eastern Europe, and normally I'm good at history, especially when it relates in any way to Russia, but today I just sucked.

I took my test for blue belt in jujitsu. I'm sure by now, considering the tone of the rest of this post, it will come as no surprise when I say I absolutely bombed the test. There were a bundle of reasons and excuses I could give, but the long and short of it is... I fail at jujitsu! It's really pretty bad. I'm sure it'd be better for the class as a whole if I just bowed out quietly and took to my room, and didn't go back. No one gets anything done when they have to work with me because they always have to be bringing me up and helping me, and I never seem to learn. They say that winners never quit, and quitters never win, but those who never win and never quit are just stupid. I really don't want to be in that last category, especially seeing as jujitsu is such an expensive hobby. But, still, I am impulsive when things go wrong, and I don't really want to quit, but at the same time, eh... I need to try and make a joke out of this, so it doesn't seem so bad.