And after all, you're my wonderwall

So, its me again. Johnny, who's real name is Billy's blog is really depressing. It makes me want to give him a hug but he lives in New York City so that's rather impossible.
My today went like this:
History: corrected stuff. It wasn't that fun.
Accounting: corrected, and then was ostensibly working on accounting but was actually writing a new story. Tyson was singing to himself.
IP: I actually worked. No really, I'm serious. I worked in that class. Strangely enough, I only got like one thing done. I'm so stupid.
Noon: We had a canoe trip meeting and learned how to use the compasses. I was confused about one thing, which was finding bearings or something weird like that. Mr. Halyk warned us to not walk away and think "I don't need to know this, someone will be with me all the time." Well ha to you Mr. Halyk, that's exactly what I walked away thinking.
Math: we got into groups (Lauren and Tyson) and worked on math. I'm stupid. Did I say that already?
English: read two poems about death and one about old people running around naked.
I have a piano exam in a week and I don't know what I'm doing. Story of my life.

So, what else is knew with my life. I went to Saskatoon and saw The Da Vinci Code which was pretty good. Not as good as the book of course, but still pretty good.
Everytime I open hotmail it freezes. ADFHASDUIFADFGDAFJK
Okay I'm done. I think I'm going to post this and restart the computer.
Ciao!