My friend of mine who attends another French school in Toronto was just rejected by the University of Waterloo because his government-standard english course did not meet to University's required standards. No other grade 12 french student was allowed in the University this year either.
In a bi-lingual country this is an insult to all french-canadians!
So I've decided to take action. I've been in contact with members of the provincial parliment of Ontario (MPP's) as well as my school board (CSDCSO) and Waterloo's student newspaper: Imprint.
I'm not sure what can come out of this, but I'm sure that I won't just sit around.

So this is for Pred and anyone else who bothers to read my updates.
Saturday evening I went to my aunt and uncle's 25th anniversary in Burlington, which is a suburb of Toronto. I had decided to wear a saree (see other update). Not to brag, but I looked gorgeous: my hair and make-up were perfect and I was stunning. I walk into the banquet hall and everyone's jaw drops. My aunt does not know what to say about my outfit. My grandmother and my other aunt said I looked horrible with my nose piercing, and they ignored me all night! I spent some time with my older cousin Gary and we were debating the importance of immigrants. He said all immigrants should go back where they came from, not at all suprising considering he wants to become a cop... So instead I was talking with my other cousin Brad. I never got along with him and we've never had a real conversation, but we hung out most of the time which is awesome!
A lot of people came up to me and said my attire was magnificent and unlike anything they'd seen before. So I acheived the shock factor!

peace;)

Some Quebec students came to my school to present their french version of Grease. They came last year, and the productions aren't bad. Plus, the guys are gorgeous and quebecois!!!
But instead of watching the play, I was stuck in math class doing a standardized test!!!! It doesn't count, yet I have to do the test to graduate! So instead of watching a whole bunch of quebecois boys prancing around stage in fake leather and signing, I was helping Ernie Eves and his election platform.
How do I figure that? The test results are only going to help the Torries show that their new curriculum and their education policies have helped students succeed. Which is bullshit.
They play wasn't as good as last year, but watching a bad play is better than completing a stupid math test.

I'm sitting at my computer, gazing into the blinding screen... when I should be at this artistic thingy with Eric Drooker (www.drooker.com). My friend cancelled out on me but with good reason. Oh well, I'm exhausted. I picked up my Saree that I'll be wearking to my aunt and uncles 30th wedding anniversary. My grandmother called a while ago to ask me if I had already bought a nice dress for the event and to tell me that my cousin is going to wear her beautiful prom dress. As much as I love my dad's family, they're stuck-up, rich, racist, right-wing supporters who are affraid to come to Toronto Canada because they're afraid of getting shot by some black thug (which is outrageous and completly insane, you have a better chance of being killed by whatever race in the suburbs). To shock my family and to give them a little cultural lesson, I headed off to Little India and bought this amazing red, purple and gold saree. I also got my nose pierced (a horrible excuse, but whatever). My grandparents will probably disown me because they'll think that I don't respect western culture (bullshit, there's no such thing as western culture)

I just realised that I'll be using this as a ranting space. Oh well, maybe I'll have actually updates in the future!

peace