The Nightmare Before Christmas soundtrack is remedial, and that's all there is to it.
I mean, this morning I was frustrated because my World Lit teacher isn't as intelligent as Mr. Huth and doesn't teach the same way as Mr. Huth and doesn't have the same sense of humor as Mr. Huth. And I had trouble getting into my building, which was just grand.
I had no breakfast and no lunch because I had Sustainability half an hour after World Literature. Cooking rice to eat made me late to that class. My mentored inquiry session ran overtime because I was completing a faulty survey. I finally ate my rice at 3:30 today, which means I won't be hungry for dinner, which means I'll be hungry in the middle of the night again.
I have three-ish chapters to read in World Lit, and then some. And three chapters exactly in Sustainability, and a revision. And my Sight Singing class is not even worth mentioning. I paid $78 for a book for a class that I'll hate.
But coming back to my dorm room and having Jack sing into my ear of his adventurous longings that so mirror my own makes it all bearable.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
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