Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Rebekah stood me up last night. I feel filthy and unloved. But all is well, for I did finish reading Siddhartha, like a good little egg. I giggled reading the parts where the main character looked into the river and described it as "definitely laughing" at him. I can relate- I do not doubt any river would mock me if I peered into it.
During the hour break between Deutsch and Latein I must study intensely for Latin, from which I played hooky yesterday and Friday. For Friday the instructor stipulated we would be quizzed over the exact same material we were quizzed over Thursday. Attending class that day would have wasted my time. Over the weekend I was supposed to have translated a passage for review Monday, but as I never translated the passage, I did not bother making an appearance yesterday, either. Today I suspect he will quiz over something from the next chapter and finish translating the passage, so I need to read the chapter and attempt the latter half of the passage.
Only three more days of this school nonsense before spring break, which I shall think of as a period of uninterrupted slumber.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 7:32 AM]