1921: A Very Good Year?

Woke up at 7:00 AM. Went downstairs and poured myself a glass of fruit juice. I felt a bit ill. I watched CSI, for half an hour, which I taped yesterday. I always watch TV when I get up, it's sort of a habit. A bad habit, actually.
Went upstairs, put on two songs: "Christmas" and "Cousin Kevin". Then I put on the radio and brushed my teeth, put my clothes on.

Went to school:
1st hour: French: I'm really glad the substitute teacher went away. Got a text about the unemployment(?) of the French people. Had to translate some words. Quite easy.
2nd hour: Dutch: I can't explain it very well.
3rd hour: What's that lesson called?! It's kinda like art class except we don't have to do anything.
The teacher told us about Picasso.
4th hour: Geography. Had my test back, I made it a couple of weeks ago. I thought it was going to be bad but in fact it was great. Globalisation. I hate that word. I don't want to hear it again. Geography teacher asked us what multinationals are settled in Belgium. And she told us she had a Renault. It was named the car of the year. "A very good year," she said. I had "1921" stuck in my head in that lesson.

Did my homework: History, English and Dutch. I've got a feeling I'm gonna fail Dutch. And I'm not sure if I have to make an extra exercise for English.
After that, I watched the other part of CSI. I'm obsessed with it.
Oh, yeah, go to this blog:
One Red Paper Clip.
Amazing, innit?