I love you, but...

you may or may not care about what I talk about. Most of it is just what's on my mind at the moment. I can get foul-mouthed occasionally. Some posts will contain gay oriented material. Deal with it. If you're here, you probably know me.

27 August 2008

*humming Long, Long Time Ago from Pan's Labyrinth*

Okay so I lied about updating about yesterday! You really shouldn't expect much from me. Meh! (That's me sticking my tongue out at you.)

My classes are all good. I'm definitely going to have to put a lot of effort into it and be on my toes (hence the shoe icon [YEA HENCE!]). I'm not perfect at translating ancient Greek and Latin, but then again no one is. I did slack a little bit on my first ancient Greek homework, which was taken up, but I swear to higher powers that I could not get my brain to transcribe English into ancient Greek. It just would not come out! My Latin classes are good. I know for a fact that I'm going to be expected to do more than what's assigned from my teachers. I think I'm at that point where I'm past veteran status in the system most classical teachers here at Tech use. In ancient Greek, I'm definitely intermediate/beginner because of the fact that I haven't had as much ancient Greek as I have had Latin. I finished my fifth year of Latin my senior year in high school, so I definitely have some experience. I better not slack this year!

Those are my ancient courses, designated by a maroon spiral notebook & folder combination and the letter stickers spelling "ancient" on the spiral. My, what I consider, "modern" courses are designated by a black spiral notebook & folder combo and stickers spelling "modern." Gosh, I'm predictable. Anyway, my modern classes are Art History and Greek (modern, everyday, spoken). I'm not sure how I'll do in my art history course. The professor said that it's the hardest introduction class at Tech. I believe her! We have just a semester to cover so much information. Just reading the first chapter, which was twenty-three pages WITH pictures, already bombarded me with information and yea, higher powers help me, dates. It is a history course so dates are expected. I have a system, but I'm going to need note cards, which are at home. Greek is also a bombardment, but it's spoken Greek! I have to do pages five and six in our workbook, but I have no idea what it's saying or what it wants! I can read Greek aloud fairly easily, but I have no idea what the words mean! Some words I can understand, but then you always have your you-cannot-draw-any-connections-between-me-and-English words. Those are the kickers of my ass. So I'm going to have an empty workbook tomorrow in class. We just went over the alphabet and read some words in Greek and that's it! The workbook is asking questions and we have to answer, all of this in Greek by the way. Hopefully everyone else will have the same problem. Haha! I'm a bastard!

You never realize how much you miss home until someone else says it. I knew that I missed home and Emma, but it didn't go "SMACK!" until I called my mom and she asked if I missed home. Yea. Luckily, I had forty milligrams of Prozac(R) today, so I'm not in my bed crying! Instead, I'm at the computer lab typing this entry and trying not to fall asleep. I do want to go to sleep though and it's only 8:24 PM! I woke up about twelve hours ago and I have to be awake in twelve hours. Funny how that works. I'm totally getting off subject. Haha! I meant to talk about missing my dog and home! I had a dream last night and it was at our house. Emma is running through holes in the fence with the dog next door and just running around. For some fucking reason, I'm mad at my family! I don't know why! I just yell at them. I mean, we're just in the kitchen making food for a party I think and I'm just blasting at them! I know what Freud would say. "You are just releasing any anger and aggression you have building inside of your unconscious mind, and those naughty dreams you've been having are completely natural since you have no outlet for your sexual energy," all of which is in a German accent by the way because it's just that much cooler with an accent.

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