montagnarde1793: (Maxime 250)

I may be able to do more translating/writing/art/etc. around here now, since I've finished my last major exam as of yesterday. (It was Art History, by the way, and it wouldn't have been so bad if one of the major essay questions hadn't been on art after 1960. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to find anything to write about for that one, but I managed to scrape something together. >__>) Then again, I still have projects and other things, so it might be another month or so yet. :/

In other news, has anyone encountered this site? It seems to be fairly new... And it has, among other things, a rather impressive bibliography of works on Saint-Just.

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Thursday, 20 March 2008 20:54
montagnarde1793: (maximebust)

It seems it's been a while since I last posted... Not too much interesting has happened since then, unfortunately: mostly I had a lot of work to do. As always, I am a terrible judge of how I will do on tests, as I thought I did fairly well in Statistics but got a 73 (teh fail) and I was sure I made a horrible mess of the Art History test, but I still scraped by with a 91. Go figure. >__<

In other, slightly more interesting news, I am entirely engrossed in Margerit's series of novels on the Revolution (which I've mentionned here before). If they weren't thousands of pages all together I would definitely translate them, because they're brilliant and it's sad that no one has translated them into English before, because they wipe the floor with anything available in this sorry mother tongue of mine. (And I say this despite the fact that, while remaining sympathetic toward Maxime, they don't really qualify as robespierriste. Which, I know, is very strange coming from me, but you'd just have to read them to see what I mean--obviously, no one should just take my word, or anyone else's, on anything.)

Also on the front of novels, a new one on the Revolution has just come out, which I have now, but which I have not yet gotten around to reading, beyond skimming a few of the parts in which Maxime features. It's called Mistress of the Revolution by Catherine Delors. I feel like, as far as pre-reading appreciations of said novel goes, I have to make a bit of a list of pros and cons; at this point the former seem to be winning out, but I'll only be able to say for certain once I've actually read the book. For it so far, the author is originally French, the protagonist's love interest is Coffinhal, who is sympathetically portrayed, and, perhaps because of this, from what I can tell, Maxime is as well (meanwhile, Antoinette is, according to interviews anyway, portrayed decidedly negatively--though any portrayal that doesn't make her out to be a saint might tend to be viewed that way by (too!) many interviews. On the other hand, the protagonist is a ci-devant who appears to be emprisoned during the Terror, which never bodes well. The sources are a mixed bag, but the author's used and read at least some worthy historians--and as a bonus, she seems to be able to tell a reactionary when she sees one....
...But I'll tell you what I think of it when I've actually read it. >___>

In what little spare time I've had left, I managed to read a rather banal article on what the media are fond to referring to as "costume dramas" (personally, I can't stand the term). Said article commented on the new mini-series on John Adams, remarking that (I'm paraphrasing here): "it's very good, but democracy was not fashionable." My first reaction to this was, understandably, "you're looking at the wrong 'revolution'"... Then of course, I realized they had just referred to Adams as a democrat, which worried me considerably. (This is, incidentally, why I avoid the American press, generally: this is not a aberration, but a rather typical example of the level of knowledge journalists seem to have about the subjects on which they are writing.)
...I did manage to see the first two episodes of said mini-series--all right, so I had a bit more time than I admitted to, though perhaps I should have spent it studying -__-;;--and, much as I hate to admit it, for what it is, it's not bad (so far, anyway; all bets are off once it gets to the 1790s). It's major defect is, unfortunately, an inevitable one: it's told from Adam's point of view. If you do not like Adams, as I most decidedly do not, you might find it's approach irritating, to say the least. But then, you might also think the whole concept of devoting nine hours of air time to John Adams irritating in the first place. But I digress. Essentially, aside from its portraying everyone to the left (I know it's an anachronism, but deal with it) of Adams as demagogic--which, as I've said, is an inevitable result of making a series from Adams' point of view--what I've seen of it is not half bad. I just wish that someone would accord the same treatment to Maxime. *sighs*

Also, this RPG (not the subject matter so much as the portrayal, obviously) frightens me. Exceedingly. Thoughts?

...And I'm afraid the next installment of That Book About Le Bas will have to wait unitl next time (Please do note the last one I posted, by the way--if no one comments it's difficult not to assume no one read it. >__>)

At my school...

Wednesday, 15 August 2007 10:25
montagnarde1793: (maximebust)
It's truly outrageous, what my school is doing: after going to every possible level in the bureaucracy to try to convince them  for months ("we sympathize," everyone said, "but our hands are tied"), after having looked at every other option (there are none), my school has refused to offer the course French Literature 5AP.

Apparently, the old principal lied to us on two fronts: the first being that he neglected to tell us the schedules were fixed in June and let us think we still had a chance, the second, second about the number of students needed; we have eighteen, he said district policy was we needed twenty, the new principal says twenty-four.

Which is frankly ridiculous. I can't even begin to express to you the number of classes that have gone on at my school with only about ten people. But, of course, for French, we are "under-enrolled" and there's "not enough funding." They never have any problem funding the damn football team (or any other athletic crap), nor adding an entire new language program last year (Mandarin). Yes, I know the current conventional wisdom is that China is the way of the future, but fifty years ago weren't there plenty of people who said we'd all end up speaking Russian? And did that ever happen? I think not. And then, what do you know? People still speak French! Fucking amazing, isn't it? (And don't even get me started about Spanish--the common line here is, "why do you want to take French anyway, Spanish is so much more useful!" Yes, maybe if I wanted to stay in California for the entirety of my existence, but this isn't the Middle Ages: some people have broader horizons, you know. D:<)

The really sad thing about this is, of course, that only a couple of the other students who would have been enrolled really feel this injustice as passionately as I do, and they're not the ones who could most benefit from the course. We read, and would read French outside of class, but the others wouldn't know how to approach a book of literature, don't practice their French outside of class, and will forget it in the interim and not be able to continue in college. Which is really a sad state of affairs when the first thing the new president said is that she wants to make sure everyone gets the best education here and is as prepared as possible for college. Yeah. Right.

So here's the picture as it stands now: we have a willing and able teacher (but one who wants to be paid for teaching the class--can you imagine the audacity!), a serviceable classroom, enough copies of all the books on the reading list, and eighteen students, but apparently, letting those eighteen students learn was not a priority for a school in the face of other, more exciting things it could be doing, like spending millions of dollars on a state-of-the-art new swimming pool.

As you can imagine, I am disgusted and angry at the injustice of this. When my mother remarked that this is what first happened to the German program (now nonexistent), and, I would imagine, the Italian program before that (although that's much before my time), I said we weren't going to go down without a fight. French is the tongue of revolution, after all. Unfortunately, we have no assembly and no club where I could give a fiery speech on the subject, nobody really takes the school newspaper seriously except as an exercise in journalism (the content is unimportant, in other words), and, as much fun as it would be, I seriously doubt my ability to rally the student body (or even the people who wanted to take the class), to storm the administrative offices...

In other words, there is no organ in my school, as in the larger society, for fighting injustices. This one will not pass under the radar entirely, since we plan to tell the newspapers about it, but we are powerless to fix it. And that is the most disgusting, and the most saddening of anything.
montagnarde1793: (rousseau)

Though I really should be practicing for my singing contest, I thought, just to prove once again, belatedly, that I am still not dead, that I should post as concerns random items of varying levels of interest. (Please ignore the fact that the preceding sentence makes very little sense.)

I find this amusing--pity it seems to be so true though:

You may write a novel about the French Revolution. You may do it on your head, as the jolly habitual criminals say. The essential principles of this sort of novel are: (1) That the populace of Paris from 1790 to 1794 never had any meals, nor even sat down in a café. They stood about in the street all night and all day, sufficiently sustained by the sight of Blood, especially Blue Blood. (2) All power during the Terror was in the hands of the public executioner and of Robespierre; and these persons were subject to abrupt changes of mind, and frequently redeemed their habit of killing people for no apparent reason by letting them off at the last moment, for no apparent reason either. (3) Aristocrats are of two kinds--the very wicked and the entirely blameless; and both are invariably good-looking. Both also appear rather to prefer being guillotined. (4) Such things as the invasion of France, the idea of a Republic, the influence of Rousseau, the nearness of national bankruptcy, the work of Carnot with the armies, the policy of Pitt, the policy of Austria, the ineradicable habit of protecting one's property against foreigners, and the presence of persons carrying guns at the Battle of Valmy--all these things had nothing to do with the French Revolution, and should be omitted. 

G. K. Chesterton, The Uses of Diversity: A Book of Essays

Question: Why are Americans such idiots about the Revolution? Case in point: *shudders* I wonder whether this is a case of insanity or just the usual drivel people spew at times...

And a note, regarding the American History and Literature course I am forced to take: I hate Wilson. I hate Hoover. I hate Nathaniel fucking Hawthorne. This is, in case you hadn't guessed, because of their stances on the Revolution. Okay, so I would have hated Hoover and most probably Wilson in any case, but it certainly doesn't help, for example, that Wilson's favorite author was Burke. >:(

One last thing: does the following remind you of anything? (Well, aside from reactionary Britons.) "Robespierre, the Democrat leader, as was well known, hated England above all other countries, for her loyalty and her freedom..."

Okay, so I lied. Here's the last thing: don't read the introduction to Rousseau's Discours sur l'origine et les fondements de l'inégalité parmi les hommes. It will mess with your mind.

....I'll stop babbling now, I promise. >__>

montagnarde1793: (Je voudrais te dire...)

It's funny how that can happen when you haven't even spoken to a person.

But in 2nd period Film Lit, when everyone shared their favorite movies, some guy who had gone to Switzerland over the summer--and whose name I have conveniently blocked out--said that Marie-Antoinette was his favorite film. 

So, opinions: is he willfully counterrevolutionary or does he just have bad taste?

...Or both. *shudders*

In other first day of school news, I didn't get Creative Writing, hence why I'm stuck in Film Lit in the first place, but my other classes shouldn't be too terrible. (I hope!)

...On a completely unrelated note, I'm going to see Massenet's Manon next month, and am quite happy about that.....And I got a new series on the Revolution--conveniently called La Révolution--by Robert Margerit. Reports on the accuracy and general goodness will be forthcoming. As will much art, as soon as I can hook up my scanner.

I promise it won't be as long until my next post as it was between this one and the last...I was just having internet issues before.

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Monday, 5 June 2006 21:47
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Tuesday, 7 March 2006 17:33
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I have a paper to write: on how various African countries with despotic governments could develop democracies. I have a feeling that if the solution was so obvious that a high school-student could come up with it, it would have been put into effect by now. But that's just me. At any rate...

A letter from Le Bas and Saint-Just (at the front) to Robespierre )
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Now that I've cooled down a bit, I can give a bit more detail about the reenactment:

First we were lined up against a wall by the National Guard for no apparent reason.

Then we were led into a "cafe"--really a place with clusters of tables and chairs where the walls were lined with stalls. Vendors were selling bread, "wine" (it was really grape juice), pastry (one wonders how they got any pastry, considering the lack of both flour and sugar), and flowers for bits of colored paper meant to serve as money (not referred to as assignats, but I assume that was the general idea).

We were told that there was to be a confrontation between the "Jacobins" and the "Girondists" (whatever happened to Montagnards and Girondins?). And indeed, we were treated to a display of a deformed, hideous, and snarling Robespierre and Marat seated at a table next to a dignified, handsome, well-dressed pair of "Girondists" (one of them, we were told was Brissot; the other, a woman, was unnamed) and arguing among themselves over the necessity for the creation of a Committee of Public Safety. The "Girondists" of course, were properly horrified, while Marat growled and Robespierre made properly evil gestures.

Then broadsheets were passed around; the king, we were told, has just been executed. A severed head of rubber was subsequently brought in on the end of a pike and girl placed a top hat (a top hat?) on it in saying, "I crown your majesty."

Immediately following this, a girl was caught stealing a loaf of bread and we learned the tragic story of how she had conceived a child out of wedlock, her had lover left her, she had been left to raise the child on her own, and now her evil!sans-culotte father was preventing them from having enough food (?).

Then, Charlotte Corday came, introduced herself to Marat, and informed him she had a list of the names of "Girondist" leaders (keeping in mind that this is in an indoor market/cafe). Undertaker!Robespierre (long black pants and all) excused himself; the "Girondists" stayed for some reason. Corday gives Marat the list (of completely made-up pseudo-French names); he read it and assured her they will all be guillotined; then, with a cry of "so it's true: you are a butcher! Those names were false!" she took out a small plastic pistol (yes, you read that right) and shot him.

From there we were somewhat roughly led next door to the "Tribunal" (three girls dressed in the fashion of the early 18th century behind a table, surrounded by wooden benches and a chair for the accused). Charlotte Corday of course, gave a brave and dignified defense of her actions to the bloodthirsty!mob (who seemed to be playing a game of musical chairs; they kept moving in circles around the room and shoving people from their seats). Robespierre stood near the front, looking sinister, of course (for some reason he was not wearing a wig; he had his hair parted and slicked back). By this time he was being referred to as "chairman" of the Committee of Public Safety (maybe he made the transformation en route to the Tribunal?).

Some audience members were pulled to the front; accused of being her accomplices, they were asked to prove their patriotism by their ability to do the "national dance" (the Carmagnole?), recite the "national motto" (liberty, equality, fraternity), and name the national bird (?). Naturally none of them knew, and all the suspects (including Corday of course) were led outside and loaded into a tumbrel.

We followed the tumbrel, of course, to a guillotine set up outside. It was dark outside and there was a red light on behind it. Charlotte Corday was forced to mount the scaffold and started to give a speech; their Robespierre (who naturally had to be at the execution) interrupted her with rhetoric intended to make him look like evil incarnate--not that the costume needed any help with that. Then a man in black robes (Sanson =/= the Grim Reaper, damn-it!) dropped the mechanism serving as a guillotine on her and she could no longer be seen (I'm not entirely sure how it worked).

The next part happened rather quickly, but I remember their Robespierre started to give another speech, the suspects tried to escape, and then a shot rang out (I think it was the National Guard, but I don't quite recall); you'll remember the young mother from earlier? It was, of course, her child who was shot. As she lay with her child in her lap, sobbing, the "Girondist" woman admonished everyone for their blood-thirst (along the lines of "look what you've done") and informed us that this was not the Revolution they had fought for (how ironically true).

As the girl continued to weep over the dead child, their Robespierre had a rope fastened across the area around the guillotine; whoever was with him, he told us, would stay on one side; those with the "Girondists" would go to the other. After we had split into two camps (some of the actors warning us that if we stood with the "Girondists" we would be killed), undertaker!Robespierre led those of us (the majority) who had stayed on his side away; in parting he ordered a National Guardsman to shoot them. The Guard, quite naturally, said, "what?" Evil!Robespierre replied with the oh-so-original line, "did I stutter?" and led us away, some of the actors warning us not to look back. We heard gunfire behind us, and the reenactment was (mercifully!) over.


Just to vaguely assess the dates:

21 January, 1793: Louis Capet is executed.

2 June, 1793: The Girondins are arrested.

13 July, 1793: Marat is assassinated.

27 July, 1793: Robespierre joins the Committee of Public Safety.

We have problems, oh yes; we do.

...Why do I even try?

Poor Maxime.
montagnarde1793: (general will)
As you might have guessed from the heading, my school has a French Revolution reenactment every year. Last year, on account of an evil!choir rehearsal, I could not go. So this year I did. To give an idea of my indescribable horror at the presentation, I give you my angry/disappointed (and thus rather disjointed) email to the teacher directing it:


With all due respect, I feel compelled to say that, after awaiting this reenactment with much anticipation, I was deeply saddened by its portrayal of the Revolution and most especially, of Robespierre.

Some inaccuracies are, of course, to be expected, and even the worst of the not easily avoidable sort may be tolerated; as a teacher of history, I am sure you are aware of the true nature of Marat's assassination, and thus I will not dwell on it; I understand that a public shooting is much easier to portray in such a venue.

Therefore, I will arrive at my point(s):

The portrayal of the Girondins was entirely too kind; do not believe the Girondins any more scrupulous than the Montagnards (as a side note, I am sure you are aware that both Brissotins and Montagnards were members of the Jacobin club, and as such it is misleading to call their opponents "Jacobins"); their rhetoric was just as bloody as that of the Montagne. While they called for war with Austria, Robespierre was one of the few to oppose them; later they would refuse to fight the war they had so ardently called for, content instead to squabble with their former allies, the Montagnards. Few modern historians defend them; they were at best incompetent; at worst hypocrites. Nonetheless, with the Commune calling for their blood, Robespierre prevented 73 of them from being sent to the guillotine, and only the leaders (those that were caught, since others went to the provinces to stir up insurrections) were executed.

Now to the Terror: originally an idea of Danton's (the Committee of Public Safety, as I'm sure you are aware, was originally "his"), it was made necessary by war on all borders and civil war in the Vendee and elsewhere (partially created by the Gironde, either by calls to arms or previous incompetence in running the government). I notice that Danton was absent from this reenactment... I wonder why...

At any rate, Robespierre was made to look like a bloodthirsty dictator; I cannot believe that such vile representations of Thermidorian propaganda still exist! Surely you must know that this was not the case? For one, the Committee of Public Safety had no "chairman," a common enough misconception; more decrees are signed by just about every other member (where, by the way, were Saint-Just, Couthon, Collot d'Herbois, Lindet and the rest?). More disturbingly, according to historical record, Robespierre never attended trials, much less executions; he did not personally send anyone to the guillotine (although it is true he supported the Revolutionary Tribunal's verdicts); no one was sent to the guillotine without trial in Paris. Robespierre despised those responsible for the massacres in the provinces and had them recalled to Paris to account for their crimes (isn't it interesting to note that it was those same men who later executed him without a trial?). The most ghastly inaccuracy is the last; even the Thermidorians (who make such outrageous claims as Robespierre skinned priests to make shoes for the sans-culottes) do not attempt to say he had the Girondins and their supporters shot en masse, without even a trial. Even Robespierre's words are twisted; they are not his own; those meant to resemble them are taken out of context.

The crowd, the guards, and the execution were all excellent, but the calumny of Robespierre, so thoughtlessly repeated here was very upsetting to me; if your aim is to teach history, I must say, with regret, that you have fallen short.

Vertu et égalité,

Citoyenne S. L.,

Student of the French Revolution and Robespierriste

P.-S. A few suggestions of a more minor order, if I may:

1. Robespierre, unlike his friend and ally Saint-Just did not dress in all black, but he did wear culottes, a powdered wig, and glasses (he was myopic); he would have been horrified by the morbid ensemble he is given in this reenactment.

2. The Revolutionary Tribunal, did not operate in such a manner; Charlotte Corday was afforded a lawyer at her trial and however flimsy an indictment's support might argued to be, there was still at all times evidence presented and a vote taken by the jury.

3. Some of the costumes were far too nice to have been socially acceptable at this time; they date from earlier eras. Similarly, most people wore tricolor cockades and sashes to show their support of the Revolution.

4. If the Brissotine was supposed to be Manon Roland, it should be known that she did not speak out in public, except at her trial, believing it out of place. If not, it's still not likely that a woman supporting the Gironde would be so outspoken.

I apologize for nit-picking, but I thought these points might be useful for future productions.


I seriously feel like crying now.
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Well... I don't really have much time now, but I must make a couple of annoucements: first of all, I've dropped Dance. Second of all, and more recently, I've dropped Choir.

On an unrelated note:

This egg hatches on September 25, 2005! Adopt one today!

I have jumped on the bandwagon. *Hangs head with shame*

Adieu, citoyen(ne)s

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Oops; I forgot one! Wit! I lack wit as well. I would venture to suppose I average one witty comment a month (whether it's needed or not). I'm not even a good humorist.

My jokes are not funny! My ironies are always a bit off.

Do you mind?

Puns are the death of wit.

If I had a dollar (or better yet a euro) for each of my puns, I would be independently wealthy.

I can't deal with this: Machiavelli and Dante in one sitting is enough to make anyone go off their rocker.

But pretty soon I will get to Rousseau, and then all will be well. Wait, who am I kidding? All will not be well! They'll accuse Rousseau of self-righteous totalitarianism.

Now, Rousseau was a bit of an odd duck, but to claim that he wouldn't have supported certain twentieth-century regimes is preposterous. Firstly, even claiming that he could have foresaw such things is either ignorant or cruel. I can't deal with this.

If Reagan were still alive I would throw a tomato at him.

In the meanwhile...


PS: Did I mention school is starting tomorrow... L'ecole commencera demain.

Bon, tres bon.

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Ah mes amis! I have returned too soon perhaps. But I just have so much to say! (I do hope you'll forgive me.)

Just a couple of things:

Firstly, I think that Maxime would greatly dislike having his wax death-mask next to the following people:

Hebert (editer of Pere Duschesne), Marie Antoinette (ci-devant Queen of France, L'Autrichienne), Louis XVI (ci-devant King of France), Carrier (inventer of the noyades), (in the order they are lined up, Robespierre is here).

I would object, anyway.

Secondly, I have choir camp today (joy!), and school starts--at 7h30 no less--on Monday. You may appreciate why I might want to kill someone. Oh yes.

I think I shall not take dance this year, and take instead art and creative writing. I wanted to get it over with, but... Damned PE requirement!!!! $#@$%#^%$&^%!!!
montagnarde1793: (french)
Oops... I forgot one teensy thing... My annoying sister has had a psychological breakdown and is staying here for the semester (ugh!).

Also, Santina just called and she can't go hiking today, which means I'm stuck going just with by Dad (and dog). Just GREAT. I'm sorry... what was I trying to say?

In other news... I'm switching down from the impossible class that is Geom/Alg2a! Yay! And if I didn't do well on my French final I'm going to kill myself!!! [try not to take that too literally]


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Not much to report... I never see Alexei, Santina is supposed to call be by 10:30, Sarah and Giovanna have been pretty nice lately, I'm reading Les Mis and need to get a recording of the musical NOW! (or I shall die), and I'm done with finals at last!

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So... Vive la belle France et au revoir!

-Estella la la (Estelle Levis)

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Sunday, 11 July 2004 21:24
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Bonjour, folks... what's up? Yeah... I'm just sitting at home in my living mom and Jasmine (my nanny's 14 year old great-niece) are watching Sex and the City and I'm listening a little. Jasmine is visiting for a few weeks from so-cal after our Newport Beach trip.

I'm upset...very few good het fanfics involving Estella...and no good Estella/Diamond slash. Guess us minor character hobbit fans are out of luck, huh:( (On a more positive note, The Roots of the Ivy- best fanfic ever- updates almost every day, so I usually have something to read.) No new reviews, though.

I just saw Spiderman 2, too. It was better than I thought it would be- I'm not the biggest comic book fan.

Ariel's back from England and she's going to be helping me redecorate my room...SQUEE! I'm so excited! I'm painting my room green. After that I'm going to New Orleans avec ma cousine, ma tante, et ma soeur...woah, where did that come from? - major french meltdown. Then I'm going to Vet Camp in the city and then...HIGH SCHOOL! I'm going to Paly!!! Wow...I'm gonna be a freshman.

My hair's not behaving so I unloaded $70 on hair products at Sephora...I hope they work:( I also got bras from Sephora and a really sexy sundress from Macy's...along with *ulp* a pair of seven jeans.

One last thing before I go to bed...I made roasted lamb, taboule, cake, and challah for Shabbat was yummy, but Mom didn't show up.

Oh, and:

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Yeah. Last Sunday night Alexei, Ariel, Molly, and I were looking for a bottle to play truth or dare, right? So we decide to use a beer bottle from the fridge. Then we get the bright idea to drink it (at four in the morning after watching American Pie 1-3 with no sleep and about 20 sodas). So we do. Then I feel nauseous for the rest of the party and we all go to sleep-- then I wake up at 9:15 and have to be at PASJE at 10:00. Oh, and this week I have to create a constellation myth, do math homework every night, my Weekly Work worksheet for Science, 3 Confederate Bios, 5 weapons write-ups, 2 short poetry analysis's, 1 poetry analysis essay, 1 poetry glossary, and write some original poetry all by friday. Oh, and incidentally, I also have a meeting with the rabbi after school today, a voice lesson tomorrow, a bat mitzvah lesson on thursday, and STAR testing starts next week!!!!!!!
But I'm fine. Just fine.

[wasn't I cute back then?]
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Yesterday, Ariel told me Lowell only likes me "as a friend" (she asked him), but none of that matters now. I manuvered my way into getting Lowell for my partner on the Social Studies project (it was quite impressive). I got my first A ever on an Algebra test (94%). I memorized the quadratic formula in less than five minutes. There is free candy in the library. I can eat bread again. Therefore, I am happy!

[again, I used to be so adorable... and naive]


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