"I Thought it My Salvation..."

...And I've already lost my grammar text. Little book, where on earth are you hiding?

On the other hand, it's nice to know how much Latin I remember. There are a few choice sentences here that I particularly like, just because, and because I am silly. I might pick them out later.

As soon as I find my grammar, I'll be done with my work.

Oh, and as soon as I find out what two factors create average day-to-day weather conditions. >_> I am rather an idiot, aren't I?

To-day I must clean the kitchen (most particularly the microwave oven, good Lord); finish my books; help Da' with more harvesting; and finish my exercises--but I mean to read my grammar on the treadmill, if I can only find it. It's a little black book, and it seems to have turned invisible.

Oh, dear. I do not like looking for things like this on the internets.

*is surpassingly boring, pardon*

An ATLAS. Why must I learn about climate for my geography text?

*scurries about*

"A Dream Will Never Fade Away..."

I should just like Zara to know:

that several of my people have tins of Danish butter cookies in their rooms, and I never lay eyes on one of these little habourers of the necessarily mad sweet but I think of:

Hamlet, and, in addition, generally of the Danish foursome dessert.

And then I have to try very hard not to giggle helplessly, as that might strike my people as distinctly odd.

Actually, Miss Kylee, that's as much your fault as Zara's. You both say such horrid dreadful things. ^_^

"The Stars At Night Are Big and Bright..."

So many apples! If I never see another apple as long as I live, I shall be quite happy.

Of course, that was just the end of the Rambos. The Red Delicious are now ripe, and the Granny Smith any time after the Reds. It never ends, indeed it doesn't; but there, I'm just complaining.

Also I have cut my thumbs most dreadfully, because I peel toward myself instead of away from; and because I slice towards myself, too. Oh, the acute agony, the most acute agony. *laughs*

I am feeling rather absurdly silly.

We must do something about the sheep's heart in the refrigerator door, that is quite a silly thing to have there after all this time. I shall ask Mum whether we can't do something about it.

Lillie, the package came to-day. Thank you so much! It is really the most wonderful thing. I shall be so busy listening to music I don't know how I shall have time to do my schoolwork. ^_^

Kali, you must tell me what you'd like for your birthday.

And otherwise, people must excuse me for the dreadfully long time it is taking me to get anything done. Honestly, how much time do I need? I expect everyone is asking. But I am trying, rather, it's just that it's so hard to find the right idea to work from, and as for Miss Fish's present, it's just sulking at me. It's halfway finished but it has no plot, nor is it truly going anywhere, so I shall prod it exceptionally hard and really try to do something with it.

I hope I have laugh lines and smile lines on my face when I am older, I do.

You know, it's a very funny thing, but I like to have something on my wrists all the time. I wear wristwatches or bracelets, and sometimes I even tie ribbon or string around my wrists, just to have something there--but I can't bear to wear necklaces. I have some, but I really can't bear to wear them. I don't like the feel of something around my neck. I think it's rather funny.

So silly to-night, I am so silly!

"Take a Red One, Stay Up All Night..."

Suddenly saddish.

Oh, dear, am not supposed to get like this until April, really amn't. What do I think I'm doing, I'd like to know?

I shall go to bed to-night right away--I can't get up early enough to do my schoolwork unless I get up at six o'clock, for I have work to-morrow, and oh, dear, it is busy to-morrow. Only I haven't had as much time to read as I'd like, not at all. I'd like to read more. It will be the way it was in April, where I go months without reading a book because I truly haven't the time, and probably shall go back to sleeping five hours a night again, and oh, dear, that's all.

*wrings hands* That wasn't supposed to happen this time.

May I have a quick hug? Nothing particular, just a quick hug because I really don't feel very warm.

This is all very silly. I must find some way to put things in order.