Today, sophomores started their SAT-9 tests. I don't know what it is, but I don't feel they're an accurate representation of student intelligence. It's probably just a hunch, though. (uh, facetious much?) In French, we had a sub, so we forgot the reading assignment, and had a chat about a lot of things, one of which was about the Stanfords, school funding, the new uniforms, and the footballers' steak dinners. Kat stated the now immortal mantra of every person in the "Humanities" career focus sect:

"You made the 98th percentile in Language! Let's build a gym!"

However, I am pleased that I have no homework. To top that off, World History was especially interesting. It'll probably end up that dannye is Mr. Brown, though, and I'll have to go on a rampage in the history department.