Eye of the Tiger

Rising up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive

So many times it happens too fast
You change your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive

It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all in the eye of the tiger

Face to face, out in the heat
Hanging tough, staying hungry
They stack the odds 'til we take to the street
For we kill with the skill to survive

It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all in the eye of the tiger

Rising up, straight to the top
Have the guts, got the glory
Went the distance now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive

It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all in the eye of the tiger

The eye of the tiger...

Gawsh, I love that song. Dunno exactly why. -shrug-

Mkay, a few things to ramble about.

Art. Geh. It's interesting for a person like me who has a flare for doodling, but it's also infuriating. We've done so far projects to demonstrate balance,
we've enlarged masterworks, we've enlarged and distorted our own sketches, we've enlarged poster pieces, and we're now working on perspective. A short list of complaints:
Balance: The teacher was really picky
Masterworks: Geh, I can't draw people at all!
Distortions: It's nigh on impossible to do curvy distortions right
Posters: Getting hair to look right is really hard.
Perspective: Actually not much to complain about, except that sometimes lining something up with the vanishing point(s) makes it look weird.

If we could get the scanner to work I'd scan in some examples of the really annoying ones.

It seems that despite my insistance that my work isn't that great, I continue to get A grades on the required work and extra points for the extra stuff I did because I work faster than everyone else. So I probably have over a 100 for art, the interim said 104 last I remember.

Biology, my established favorite class, is a 96. Splee. And Spanish, my least favorite, is a 93. It's mainly the homework I hate about Spanish. The class itself isn't bad since I have a good enough grasp of the language to put together Senora's Spanish into English and translate onto paper without making Senora (lacking a ~ over those n's, sorry. This keyboard doesn't like me using the alt key) make countless corrections to it. Speaking, well, gonna hafta work on that.

Did I say how much I love Biology? I think I did. Science has always been an interesting subject for me, and Mrs. Blevins being an awesome teacher is icing on the cake. Gawsh, I love that class. -pokes two of the last 3 tests (I think) that I got 100's or something close on-

I think Lukie's new name will be Taz. He's a little demon when he's hyper, and when he gets going and growls he sounds like a Tasmanian Devil. Seriously, it's so funny to hear him growl. he does get overexcited and hurt. His jaws and incredibly strong, and it hurts like the dickens when he chomps down hard.