the whole of today, since i got out of latin, has been spent diligently avoiding work of any kind. i had a long lunch, and discovered that my appetite, which had disappeared for two whole weeks, has returned, as they say, with a vengeance. i ate like my former self and more, and then i was hungry again by 4. came home and did my laundry and took a long shower and talked to yen and stopped at the charles and keith website, something i've not done for half a year, which got me very excited and i've got to stop in at their shop when i get home before those beauties sell out. surfed most of the rest of the afternoon away and read various frivolous things, and now i'm going to go to bed early. *beam* erm. oh i know, i know. i must work, there's greek, and my 25pages, and i've not been working hard enough to pretend i deserve a break, but today is really not a work day. can't think too straight, and a bit over-emotional. didn't update yesterday partly because of the double exam and falling asleep by 11 but also because something was wrong with the network and i couldn't upload any pages till this afternoon. i am hugely relieved that latin and french are over. i was slaughtered very badly by the ars amatoria though the metamorphoses saved me on both the sight and the seen passages. i was nearly late too. my watch, the only thing in this room that i can depend on to tell the correct time, was lurking in some pocket or bag, and i put all my faith in my laptop time, which told me i was still bright and early, so that by the time the watch showed up and told me it was 8.50 already i flung all my books down and shot through the door like a bat out of hell. i only just managed to get in before he gave out the papers. french was not so good, 23 people squished into one of those nasty ill-ventilated half-classrooms in cabell suffocating to death and a tediously long exam you think you couldn't turn over anymore pages but there are always more. the first person to leave didn't get up till 2 hours had gone by. but now sleep, and tomorrow i shall go to the library and hunt down this quine fellow's book on logic. i was half hoping i could borrow it from nohrnberg but i guess he wouldn't be in school. who's saul kripke? wonder if i can manage to read him in a day. probably not. in the meantime i'm very impressed with jim dale who singlehandedly recorded the harry potter books and did every single voice. and wondering whether i should buy anymore books just now. i think not. does anyone know this swedish or norwegian children's story? the boy who rode a goose? i was just thinking about it because yen was talking about gandalf riding eagles and wondering how big a bird has to be to carry a person. of course, the boy on the goose had been shrunk by magic. there's also a chinese story about a girl who was afraid of everything and she decided to go out to find courage and she travelled with an ant called ding ding after putting on a helmet-hat that made her shrink to his size. they have to visit the old man who-knows-everything (but first mistakenly visiting his brothers, the old man who-knows-nearly-nothing, and then the old man who-knows-a-little-about-everything-but-not-a-whole-lot. hey, i just remembered ding ding is the name of tintin in chinese. i wonder if our library has any comics. but of course i could just wait and go home and read them in chinese. heh. alright. off to bed me loves.