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. . . . . entries for 3.7.04 . . . . . I got my report card today. ^.^ Thank you, Niskayuna Schools, for this wonderful birthday present. I shall cherish it forever. My birthday's on the seventh. Get me presents, preferrably on Gaia. xD Although somehow I think any other gift I receive will pale in comparison to this report card. My mom worked it out, and I have an average of 4.25 something. xD Delight! So yeah. I'm in a good mood. Canada. I should blog about Canada. It was cool, pretty much. Not exactly what I expected from Canada. I had it envisioned as. . . quaint and full of old Gothic cathedrals. It was relatively full of Gothic cathedrals, at least, a hell of a lot moreso than New York. But one of said cathedrals, Ste. Anne de Beaupre, was surrounded by what we Shermans have dubbed "holy crap." Such as gift shops and museums, all having to do with this church. The church itself was bloody amazing. It's a little ways north of Quebec on the St. Lawrence river. I recommend you all take a look sometime, no matter what religious denomination you are. Miracles have occured there, supposedly - the crutches of the healed line the two columns at the back of the church. Dad cited the time there as his favorite moments of our vacation up there, because he walked around the perimeter and showed me the twelve stations of the cross. A bit morbid, but. . . Dadlike, somehow. I don't really understand why he didn't bring Cas and I up more Catholic-like. Nevermind Catholic-like, just. . . Christian-like. Anyway. I could go on and on about that. I'll spare you. Montreal was our first stop. Mom and Dad stayed in our hotel before, or so Mom thinks. The street upon which the Chateau Royal sits, once quaint and full of residential buildings, is now a happenin' place. I have a shirt from Hard Rock Cafe Montreal, which was approximately a hundred meters (metric! huzzah for the Canadians, they make so much sense) away from our hotel. The street was filled with restaurants of comparable trendiness and interestingness. (We ate dessert at the Hard Rock. Bloody amazing, the stuff they had there. Of some note to me, although maybe not to you, was a poster of the Goo Goo Dolls signed by the band. Just hanging on the wall. Gaaaah. . . I want it.) Ste. Catherine's Street in Montreal is the most totally awesome place to shop ever. We actually didn't shop there, but we did drive through it. It's the trendiest place in this entire fucking hemisphere. I kid you not. And that was basically Montreal. We didn't hang around there as much as I would have liked to. I'll save the rest of our trip for a different entry, at a different time. You and I both are getting tired of these long blogs. o.O . . .
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