just your average... er... correction: just your normal... correction: me. |
My brother just told me I spend too much time at the library. He said that I should work there for "like a year." He also said, "Besides, if you work there, we can get free books!" He did not elaborate. Found out I have less to do on my Latin project than I previously thought. Also found out that one of my English projects is due a week later than I thought. Oh well, I'll have them done in plenty of time I think. I have to really work quickly on this whole note card thing though... I love how we're given three days to do the bulk of a research paper. The Latin project should be smooth sailing from here. I wrote a poem last night, had the teacher check it this morning. Turns out some of the Latin is wrong, but she said not to correct it since we never learned those clauses. I just have to illustrate. Being descriptive can be very helpful. Looks like I'll be walking to the library after nightfall again. Not alone this time though. It's not a bad area, just eerie at night. I need to get some books for a project. And return others. And renew still others. "And through this night I wander. It's morning that I dread, Another day of knowing of the path I fear to tread..." Et per hac nocte vageor. Prima lux est... And I'm stopping there. I didn't think I'd even get that far. I may have messed parts of it up, but that's the first one and a half lines of that quote I just copied... In Latin. (By the way, the quote is from "Possession," by Sarah McLachlan)... I need to go do something worthwile. Like eat dinner, and then get myself to the library. |