Finally!

The day has come! The EOC has passed.  I could feel all of my stress and tension just easing out of me - maybe easing is too nice of a word... flowing? streaming? gushing? getting the hell away from me?- as I began to proctor the test today. Everything was done. We could prepare no more. I just hope they did ok. Not much we can do about it now.

The kids say they did fine, they aced it, it was ease-pease. We'll see. I mean this one and gone test has very, very little effect on me, right? Wrong...that's another issue for another day.

My fifth period class is watching Lurhman's Romeo + Juliet...gah, I love this movie. So so much.

On to the 25 stuff:

Learn to juggle. - umm, who doesn't want to be able to do this? I can entertain small children at parties! hahaha! Like I'd be at a party with small children. Please....

Really want to learn how to do the egg-spatula trick. - this is another trick I just want to be able to do like the guys at  hibachi. I'll just push good ole 'Jake' out of the way and spatula my way through that little dinner and a show.

Audition for a play. - all of this drama and 'personality' (that's a nice euphemism) just BELONG on stage. Home grown theatre here I come!! Double props if I make it in a musical.

Apply for a reality TV show. - I think I might change this one...Being on TV and applying to a reality show are pretty similar goals. Are they different enough, though, to merit separate spots?

Two days until Bon Jovi!! I'll look to like if looking liking move...and it will. The man's a hottie!