I'm not made for "hurrah hurrah sis-boom-bah" business. There is no way on earth you're going to get me to falsely cheer, and act in the spirit of whatever it is. Bleeaargh. There is no way on earth I'm going to do well in my French class, though I don't know what possessed me to choose 2nd level French, as opposed to first. All I can do is whine, bitch, moan and eventually, accept.

But for now. Pffft. I'm going to whine.