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It's raining so hard today! Everyone's soaked, and my toes are still damp. Alumni Walk has a puddle a good 2 inches deep. Running almost the length of the walk. It's impossible to get to or from the English building. Grr, and I had to try.
We got to finish watching "Finding Forrester" today in English. It was good. It was cute. The guy ends up writing, playing b-ball, gets the girl, etc. And Matt Damon appeared at the end, and most of the girls in class suddenly started paying attention. Now that was funny. So we didn't have to do anything (good because I didn't finish my vocab and Stephanie wouldn't give me her page numbers).
I was going to do my chem problems in 3rd today. And work on my page. But because I don't know where my photos are and I don't have any stories except for local briefs (I'll do those at the end), and I don't have my chem book (I was rushed this morning) I did basic page design, finished my English, cleaned out my folder, and listened to the Whitman video. It was really cool. We watched it last year, too, but it's worth seeing again; Whitman's poetry is so cool. Just really neat. There's such a rythm to it, to the way it all fits together, even though it's free verse. It's poetry that you listen to, or read out loud just to feel the way it works, not just admiring the words on the page. I need to go back and read it again. I've found that Whitman's a very good antidote to chem overdoses. He has an awe about what he's "singing", and it shows. It's so refreshing.
So it's raining today. And ElCo's drainage system is even worse than Redondo's (Stephanie: "That's possible?"), which means I'm going to get soaked. Absolutely. Completely. My feet will be so freezing. And I'll get sicker. And die of pneumonia. Worrying about my lab. First one's tomorrow. Joy, love, happiness, not. I'd better do the questions and the prewrite sometime today. Grr.
It was so pretty this morning. It was so dark; the clouds made it like dusk or twilight, and the streetlights stayed on, just like night. A city at night shows one of its best faces; the rain covers up the garbage, smothers the stinks, makes everything glisten, spreading out and softening the glaring lights. A city's not something to look too hard at. It's something to live in, like eating an apple around the bad spots.
But two nights now I've been drifting off to sleep listening to rain just outside my window. I leave the door open a crack; the sound's prettier. I love rain; I just don't like having to live in it. Like fancy dresses. I'd go crazy wearing that everyday. Though I daresay I'd get used to it.
I still need to buy a lab notebook. I'll try before class, but I'm afraid it'll be jammed no matter what time I go. I'll try.
I still need to write that thank-you note, and do my chem work, and work on my page. I have a chem-tutoring session at 5 at the library today. I'm going to smack myself upside the head if I forget.
Deadline. Tonight. Here. Be there or be square. :P
So Ray's birthday is today. Jamie and I got him a rainbow candle-holder, which he liked. And a cute card. So he's legal. Scary scary.
Time to edit!
We got to finish watching "Finding Forrester" today in English. It was good. It was cute. The guy ends up writing, playing b-ball, gets the girl, etc. And Matt Damon appeared at the end, and most of the girls in class suddenly started paying attention. Now that was funny. So we didn't have to do anything (good because I didn't finish my vocab and Stephanie wouldn't give me her page numbers).
I was going to do my chem problems in 3rd today. And work on my page. But because I don't know where my photos are and I don't have any stories except for local briefs (I'll do those at the end), and I don't have my chem book (I was rushed this morning) I did basic page design, finished my English, cleaned out my folder, and listened to the Whitman video. It was really cool. We watched it last year, too, but it's worth seeing again; Whitman's poetry is so cool. Just really neat. There's such a rythm to it, to the way it all fits together, even though it's free verse. It's poetry that you listen to, or read out loud just to feel the way it works, not just admiring the words on the page. I need to go back and read it again. I've found that Whitman's a very good antidote to chem overdoses. He has an awe about what he's "singing", and it shows. It's so refreshing.
So it's raining today. And ElCo's drainage system is even worse than Redondo's (Stephanie: "That's possible?"), which means I'm going to get soaked. Absolutely. Completely. My feet will be so freezing. And I'll get sicker. And die of pneumonia. Worrying about my lab. First one's tomorrow. Joy, love, happiness, not. I'd better do the questions and the prewrite sometime today. Grr.
It was so pretty this morning. It was so dark; the clouds made it like dusk or twilight, and the streetlights stayed on, just like night. A city at night shows one of its best faces; the rain covers up the garbage, smothers the stinks, makes everything glisten, spreading out and softening the glaring lights. A city's not something to look too hard at. It's something to live in, like eating an apple around the bad spots.
But two nights now I've been drifting off to sleep listening to rain just outside my window. I leave the door open a crack; the sound's prettier. I love rain; I just don't like having to live in it. Like fancy dresses. I'd go crazy wearing that everyday. Though I daresay I'd get used to it.
I still need to buy a lab notebook. I'll try before class, but I'm afraid it'll be jammed no matter what time I go. I'll try.
I still need to write that thank-you note, and do my chem work, and work on my page. I have a chem-tutoring session at 5 at the library today. I'm going to smack myself upside the head if I forget.
Deadline. Tonight. Here. Be there or be square. :P
So Ray's birthday is today. Jamie and I got him a rainbow candle-holder, which he liked. And a cute card. So he's legal. Scary scary.
Time to edit!
