I'm thinking I could get used to the life of the rich and famous. My father is running a conference for his company at the Sheridan hotel yesterday today and tomorrow. He ended up staying in one of the rooms during the convention and it's rediculously snazzy.

Mom and I hung around there yesterday helping him organize for the conference, mooching the free food and running things to and fro. After school today mom and I went down again and met him for "coffee" which seems to be the universal term for "Lets meet here, then, and have this."

There's nothing like the threat of unit tests and overdue sketchbooks to motivate me to clean the house. Wires must have been crossed somewhere.

School as a whole was better today. I still do not have a locker and have not paid my fees, but I now know how to go about getting those things done. My social studies class is facinating. I'm going to like it. We are studying economics and I can't believe how interesting and simple my teacher makes it sound.

The rest of my classes, except Art and going along smoothly. Tomorrow I have the Probability unit test in math, I have attended four math classes thus far. We shall see about that. Also it has been heard that there is to be a heart dissection tomorrow. Again, we shall see.

I'm off to work on stuff I should be doing while prying myself away from a book and basking in the glory of my clean room and Broken Social Scene.

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Also, The Calgary International Film Festival is coming up the same weekend as the Western Canadian Music Awards and my best friends birthday. My Grandmother is turning 81 soon. Halloween is on a Sunday.