Thursday, September 30, 2010


Bonjour mes amis!

Just so you've a fair warning, don't read my post if you're having guy troubles. As much as I want to ramble about him, I don't want anyone to feel bad because I know what that's like. Which is why I'm so excited now.

So yesterday, I was home sick. I'd been feeling nauseous for a good 24 hours with a sore throat and all of that, so I decided to take the day off of school. I had a bagel for breakfast around 8 or 9am, and then around 2pm a guy friend texted me making sure I'd eaten. While I said I'd had a bagel, I realized I should probably have lunch. So I went into the kitchen to make a sandwich. In our kitchen we have a window that faces out to the street and I noticed a FedEx truck drive by. (I know it's odd, but I always notice delivery trucks, because I know some day someone will send me something. Some day.) No biggie. But then it drove by again in the other direction. Then it stopped on the other side of the street. The man got out of the truck with something in his hand, ran up to our door, pushed the doorbell, and ran away. Must be something for my parents. Wonder what, it's not like they're expecting anything. So I go check the package.

It's addressed to me. Thoroughly confused, although happy to have received something in the mail, I open it. There's a seemingly empty envelope inside. I pull it out and open it, to discover something inside. I pull it out, and what do I see?


But wait. It has to be a mistake. I had been planning on going with some friends but I backed out because I couldn't afford to go. So I call my buddy Mark and ask, but he says they have all of their tickets, which were sitting in his room at that very moment. Now I'm completely lost.

And then I remembered my guy friend who'd checked on me to make sure I'd eaten. I had, after all, mentioned the situation to him. I text him, "Why am I holding a Muse ticket?" half expecting a reply that was just as confused as I was. His response?

"Because I want you to be able to stand out in a crowd and still feel that I'm beside you."

*Melt* You're such a sweetheart. I adore you.

I've never had ANYONE do something like that for me before. The most gifts I ever receive are the annual ripoff birthday-Christmas combination present (as my birthday falls on the 22nd of December), that is, if anyone remembers me at all. This didn't even have an occasion. And I know he's kind of tight on money, it's not like it was on a whim, "Hey, I'll buy her something because I can," it was definitely thought out. I was telling him how I'd have to brag to all of my friends about it today and he told me if they asked why, to tell them, "Because you're beautiful and I want to see you smile."

*Melt...again* I did indeed tell them that when they inquired. :)

Yeahhhhh. :)

À demain,
Mlle Delphine

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Sleep Deprived, Not Dead [Yet]!

Bonjour mes amis,

Today I'm home sick, so I have time to write again! How I miss just being able to ramble on my blog. But, life is being pretty exciting right now, which I can't argue against. I'm teching for the school musical, How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying, helping with costumes, props, makeup, hair, etc. I'm turning in my Spirit Players application on Friday, but it's more of a signup than an application, everyone gets in. It's a pretty cool group though! A lot of kids from theatre are in it, and it's basically us performing skits and whatnot to promote healthy lifestyles to kids in elementary schools in the area.

I also had my interview for robotics last week, and yesterday I got my acceptance letter! That's pretty awesome because there are loads of people who want to get in and only a small amount are allowed. I'm guessing I'll probably end up marketing, but CAD would be super fun too. CAD is Computer Aided Design.. Basically you get to help design the robot using computers. :) (Yes, I'ma geek, hush.)

Speech doesn't start until like Januaryish, but that'll be coming up in a few months as well. Robotics doesn't really kick off until that time as well but I know we'll be doing other stuff until then. They host the Halloween dance at the school every year, and while I've never gone, everyone who has always raves about it. The robotics team gets some serious love from our school.

Oh, and Ren Fest! I went to the Renaissance Festival a week or two ago and it was so much fun! But I wish I would've had a better costume. Mine will make a good Halloween costume (with some alterations to make it look a little more frightening) but it wasn't really in the right time period, probably a few hundred years later. At first I was just going to go for something more like what my mother has, you know, skirt, blouse, corset. Traditional. Then my mother started talking about gypsies and belly dancers and... Long story short, I want to go as a belly dancer next year. I love the jingly coins and whatnot on their costumes too! I also want to get some sort of instructional DVD for Christmas (Come on, what belly dancer doesn't know how to belly dance at least a little?) to my parents' dismay. But I'm excited. While Barb the French Bean over at Two Beans or Not Two Beans is going to be hotter than Shakira, I'm going to be able to shake it better than her! (;

Au Revoir!
Mlle Delphine

P.S. I'm so loving autumn. The leaves are changing, the weather is cool but not too cold, apple cider (particularly the Apple Blast from Caribou) is amazing, and I'm ready for pumpkins, apple picking, corn mazes, bonfires, hoodies, and Halloween!

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Homecoming 2010

Bonjour mes amis!

This week has been totally AWESOME. I went shopping last Friday with my friend Jayme to look at Homecoming dresses. She ended up buying one online. I wtfpwned my Pre-Calc test and the half of the Physics test I took yesterday, I slacked off in all of my classes all week (I played cards during math and got yelled at by the teacher.. mehehehe). I got to watch the insane themed outfits people put together for each day of the week. I made an awesome two layer cake after baking four layers (two were unsuccessful. Don't ask.) which was quickly devoured before first hour, resulting in a group of boys literally bowing before me. I do believe I'll have to bake again soon. That same day, I had an amazing pumpkin-y cupcake, homemade, reserved for me. Yesterday another friend brought in a Homecoming-themed brownie, both of which were equally drool-worthy.

Yesterday it seemed as though the entire school was blue and gold, and I've made it my goal to make sure I own more blue and gold clothing for next year! All the classes were shortened thanks to the hour long pepfest at the end of the day, which was hilarious. I can never remember his name, but this guy with red curly hair who likes to turn it into an afro, did the Napoleon Dynomite dance.. it was bad, but in a hilarious way. He got a standing ovation. The dance team did awesome as always, same goes for the drum line! I lost my ability to scream for a little while after the pepfest. Then last night was the football game, and we beat our rivals. Surely this is only a sign of good things to come!

And today? Today is the day to party it up in celebration of kicking their asses and welcoming home all of the graduates who are visiting! I'm doing my nails now, then jumping in the shower in a little bit before heading over to Jayme's to do hair and makeup. Then we're off to a party for a few hours before the dance, then the dance till 11, and we'll see where things go from there. Usually ends up with an after party at someone's place. I'm so ready for today, just totally destress after all of the hell pre-calc and physics has put me through these past few weeks.

Homecoming 2010, Baby!!

Au revoir,
Mlle Delphine

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Rambling Because Life is Good

Bonjour mes amis,

As the title states, this post is me rambling. I don't have any specific topic, I just feel like writing, and I haven't in a few days since this was my first week back in school. But really? Life IS good. I'm managing my classes (Yes, even Physics! ... Thus far) pretty well and on Monday during my open period I get to go chat with my counselor to get the information I need regarding independent study for AP French Language and AP Psychology. I've also been submitting some more applications trying to find a job. Hopefully something will turn up!

Extracurriculars are going well. I'm going to be throwing together a French club as best I can this year, at the wish of Mme Hanson, the district's French teacher. Then the other four days of the week will be teching after school for the school musical. I might audition for the winter one acts or just tech again, I have plenty of time to decide though. In late winter, Speech will be starting and it's my first year doing it even though I thought it sounded like fun last year. Oh, and the information for Spirit Players should be given out at some point next week! I'll have to make a post dedicated to that activity to give you an idea of what the hell I'm talking about.

My social life is ~*amazing*~ thus far this year. I caught the attention of my dream guy over the summer and while I can't give too many details, I can tell you, he is wonderful. Also, I noticed this week during school I'm much more outgoing than I have been in the past and it's nice to see that my hard work is paying off and I'm finally breaking free from my shell. In all of my classes I have people I can chat with (well, except APUSH but all focus is on the teacher in that one) and I always run into random people in the halls I talk to, even if I don't have classes with them. Plus, while I haven't made many plans with people, I am going to go shopping with my friend after school this Friday for new clothes and to get her a dress for Homecoming. We're kinda short on money so I'm just using my dress from last year, all I need are new shoes.

Oh, and did I mention my braces are FINALLY getting fixed tomorrow at 4pm? YEAH!!!! For the past month, the wires have been out of the back two brackets and as a result have been slicing and re-slicing open my cheeks. Pain comes most when I am forced to say "Quebec" instead of "Québec" (although mental pain always accompanies that no matter what) and while doing vocal warm ups in choir.

Yeah, life is good. :)

À demain,
Mlle Delphine

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

Layout is Done. Physics is Not.

Bonjour mes amis,

Just so you know, I am quite fond of the new layout so I think it's here to stay!

I'm afraid I have nothing else exciting to share with you. Give it a day or two and you'll get to hear about how physics is kicking my butt.

À demain,
Mlle Delphine

Tuesday, September 07, 2010

Junior Year: Day One

Bonjour mes amis!

Today was my first day back in school since early June. It was mostly what I expected, to be honest, but still worth mentioning here. I got my license over the summer so it was my first time driving to school. I'm thankful my step dad warned me to go in the side way without the stop lights. He was right: there was already an accident there by time I arrived around 7:40am. School starts at 8:05. After standing in line for a half hour to get my schedule because they decided to make EVERYONE print them out individually after changing ALL of the passwords instead of just having them in the gym like previously, I went to AP U.S. History (Furthermore known as APUSH) about ten minutes late, feeling ready for the test I stayed up until midnight studying for. When I walked in, however, I was told I had open today. The class is a hybrid (Class every other day, opens when we don't have class) because there are so many students, but they never explained to us how this would work until we stumbled into class frantic about a test on the first day of the school year.

Second hour was AP Language and Composition (Furthermore known as AP Lang). We spent the whole hour listening to him give us directions explaining the summer homework.. that was due that day. Or so we thought! He extended the due date. I was kinda mad, but I just turned it in anyways instead of correcting a few mistakes- chances are he won't notice them anyways. Then he went over the syllabus we'd already signed and turned in at the end of last year. It sounds like this class won't really be covering any new material that Pre AP didn't cover. I'm a little disappointed, but we'll see how it goes.

Third hour is Team Sports, for my required gym credits. I hate gym with a bloody passion, but the teacher seems pretty nice, and to my surprise I knew one Sophomore in the class: Syd. She's a theatre buddy! I'm still trying to find a shirt to let sit in my gym locker for the next 3 months minus the occasional washing.

Fourth hour is Pre-Calculus Honors (furthermore known as Precalc). Simple stuff on the first day, but it's still a bit of a struggle because of how long it's been since we've worked on any of this slope crap. Worm is funny though, he picks on people and it's hilarious. I will probably end up spending time getting extra help before/after school. My goal for math this tri is a B+.

Fifth hour is choir. I love choir. 'Nuff said.

Sixth was open period. Not much today, I did my math homework and read a little bit. Tomorrow starts the French review.

Lastly, I had Physics Honors. Oh dear. I think I'm going to fail that class. I really hope I can get a study group together. It's not a normal college-level AP class, it's TWO YEARS of class shoved into one, and there is a high expectation for good math skills. Have I mentioned that math is my worst subject? We're starting math stuff tomorrow, and then on Monday we have our first test. Homework doesn't go towards our grades, period. I'm f'ed, that's usually what keeps me at a C or B in math class. Please, please, oh friends of Facebook, respond to my bribes of lots of home-baked goods at a study group!!

As for theatre, I've decided to just tech. While I do want to audition, Mme Hanson wants me to basically lead the French club, which I am totally enthused about, but I couldn't miss a day of practice for it every week without getting kicked out of the production. So I'll stick to being a costume/makeup/hair techie! Also, I wanted to ask Mave about Spirit Players (Acting for little kids to educate them about living a healthy life style. Think "Live Above the Influence" and that sort of thing), but I didn't see her after school. I think she leaves early or something, I'll try to find her again tomorrow.

So yeah, that's pretty much my first day. It was long... but I think this school year will be interesting. Challenging if nothing else.

Bring it on, Junior Year! (Just kidding. Please be nice.)

À demain,
Mlle Delphine

Friday, September 03, 2010

New Layout Time

Bonjour mes amis,

As much as I like the pretty background of the Eiffel Tower and the water color look and all of that, I hate how my long posts seem to "not fit" onto the blog. So don't be shocked if the layout changes a few times in the next few days. I'll send out another shout when I find something I'm as proud of as the original layout!

À demain,
Mlle Delphine


Bonjour mes amis,

Late Wednesday night, my friend came online and begged me to get her a ride to a town that's about a half hour from mine, because she was supposed to be cleaning a woman's house from the American Legion who just got out of the hospital. Well I agreed, and she generously offered half the pay. I set my alarm to wake me up at 8:00am so I have plenty of time to wake up and get ready for my friend who would be meeting me at my house at 9:00am sharp.

I woke up to her knocking on my window at 8:52am. I jumped out of bed, threw on some clean clothes, grabbed my keys and the Google Maps printed directions that had been prepared the night before, and we were on our way.

"Our way," in this case, meaning "We'll get there at some point in time but no promises when." First we missed the road we needed to turn onto because it was this little back road off of a six lane road that goes 55 mph. That's understandable. So we turn around, get on the correct road going the correct direction, and I ask my friend where the next turn is.

"About a mile," she says. Alright, I'm keeping my eyes peeled, checking each and every street sign. It never came. Like, ever. Using lots of guess work, a handy dandy atlas of the Metropolitan area, a quarter tank of gas, many U-turns, and an extra half hour of time, we eventually make it to this woman's house. It was quite the adventure.

Well, we walk into the house and she's sitting on the edge of her bed, so I introduce myself as we haven't met. She then begins to rant about how her husband left a huge mess on the laundry room floor with "soap and water everywhere, and then he just left it, like he couldn't see he made a mess!" but then the phone rang and it was a woman from the hospital calling to check up on her, so she dismissed us until she was done on the phone. Of course, we walked out into the living room but still heard every word of her yelling at the poor lady on the other end how miserable she is and how she's weak and can't do anything and all of that. First impression? An unhappy old woman, tough-looking, strict, likes her house clean, fights with the husband a lot.

She set us to work soon enough and we were careful to clean everything just so, although realistically the laundry room didn't need more than to be swept and have the rug vacuumed quickly. Unfortunately she had no mop, so I was on my hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor as my friend was outside watering plants, when I hear, "HELP!" from the other room.

I sprint into the room and ask if she's okay, and she's sitting on her bed, seemingly fine, but she says she's really dizzy and asked me to stand by her just in case, so I did, as I was genuinely concerned for her safety, and she took my hand and just held on for a few minutes. She kept saying how she "has to make it, I can't go back to that terrible hospital," and she seemed to be feeling something similar to what you experience when the body has a severe lack of oxygen- you feel very dizzy, nauseous, tunnel vision, that sort of thing. Unfortunate it happens a lot to me if I take more than a quick 10 minute shower, so my heart was aching for this lady. As she started to recover from it, she asked me to sit beside her because she still had to take her insulin. She let go of me and said, "Please stay here, I feel secure with you here."

I think that's one of the sweetest things I've ever heard anybody ever say to me.

The rest of the afternoon went well. We did more cleaning and tending to her when she wasn't feeling well. We looked through an entire closet full of medicine to find her something for her breathing, as she had two sores in her nose from where they had the tubes. (In hind sight, that really probably was what the dizzy spell was, since she was having issues breathing.) We "closed" the door ("No, the other way!" *Opens door confusedly* "Thanks, I don't like closed doors.") and turned on and off lights and recorded messages from her machine, we hung up all of her clothes ("The blue slacks go on the blue hangers. No, you have to fold them with the seams together. Yep like that, but here let's do it my way since my way is better, bring it here!"), we opened her mail and sent to return the "tent" as she had written on the package that contained a pair of elastic tan pants. The size labeled them as 3x but she swore they looked more like 5x. I guess I don't know any better, half the time I can't tell a small from a medium! At the end, she asked me to bring her the checkbook and a pen, and she told me how to write out the check. I was scolded for not writing it all in the stub first. I've only written one check before and it didn't have stubs. At some point during the hanging of clothing, she had another dizzy spell and my friend went to assist her that time. This time instead of just holding her hand, she was sitting on the edge of the bed with my friend standing, and put her arm around her and her head on my friend's chest, like she was giving her a hug. I know she must have been uncomfortable from the dizziness and whatnot, but it was so cute. She ended up doing the same thing with me once later too. Final impression? An unhappy old woman due to her recent health complications, strict but with her heart in the right place, highly OCD, and fights with her husband whom she loves.

I guess that's why they say to never judge a book by its cover. We left our names and numbers written down so she could call if she needed us again. She said she would, and I'm looking forward to it.

À demain,
Mlle Delphine