Tuesday, May 10, 2005
I arose around four this morning for the German final at seven-thirty, which I felt well-enough prepared for until the past-perfect transliteration section, for I never bothered memorizing those forms in high school and neglected to do so, again, this year. I did have to construct a complete sentence for sich kammen, and I am completely confident that Ich kamme mir die Haare is richtig. I was drowsy as I took the exam, so in the middle of the essay about my favorite film (Lieblingsfilm), I wrote: Ich bin mude und ich bin kaput, for Eike's entertainment. The other day, I walked into his office and said, 'Ich habe ein Augeschmerzen' (I have an eye-ache), which he found lustig.
I enjoy making people laugh, but I admit it does not always occur by design. At work a few days ago, while Cecilia (a student shift supervisor) and Kimmy pored over Glamour, I commented, 'I would only take one of those if it provided economic stability,' in reference to a male model for some ghastly Tommy Hilfiger fragrance. They laughed, but I did not jest.
The dorms close down (i.e. everyone must go) at ten tomorrow morning- but the people occupying my summer room, in another hall, have not yet removed themselves. My CA agreed I should cart my belongings over there in a big pile and stand tapping my foot. After the one-thirty English final, I shall call every hour until they vanish. I packed everything, with the exception of stuffed animals that will be thrown into luggage bags. Kermit and I will wait this out together.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 9:32 AM]