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eredienI've caught up on all my back readings from last week's class-shopping and sickeness, and am ahead in readings for Shakespeare (The Tempest. It's even more amazing then I'd thought before. Each sentence...my God).
I'm trying to translate a poem for one of the May Day awards, a beautiful thing it is; and it makes lovely comparisons between writing and stars, from what I can tell so far.
They had rasperries, completely unexpectedly, in the dining hall today, along with a sampling of salad dressings, one of which tasted like the stuff they put on salad at Aoi.
Mr. Matshuita is coming here tonight to teach Iaido and Kendo, all the way from Japan. I'm nervous, but in a good way.
The orginaizational stuff for the martial arts club stuff seems to be going really well, and there's a naginata seminar on the eighth...I can hardly wait!
I've found Orsinal, a website that has free games. They're original, beautiful, and wonderfully fun. They induce Miyazaki-film-like laughter.
Tomorrow's Movie Night.
And I think I'm finally kind of starting to deal with the last few mental splinters left in my life.
Off to read more Shakespeare, and feeling suprisingly content.
I'm trying to translate a poem for one of the May Day awards, a beautiful thing it is; and it makes lovely comparisons between writing and stars, from what I can tell so far.
They had rasperries, completely unexpectedly, in the dining hall today, along with a sampling of salad dressings, one of which tasted like the stuff they put on salad at Aoi.
Mr. Matshuita is coming here tonight to teach Iaido and Kendo, all the way from Japan. I'm nervous, but in a good way.
The orginaizational stuff for the martial arts club stuff seems to be going really well, and there's a naginata seminar on the eighth...I can hardly wait!
I've found Orsinal, a website that has free games. They're original, beautiful, and wonderfully fun. They induce Miyazaki-film-like laughter.
Tomorrow's Movie Night.
And I think I'm finally kind of starting to deal with the last few mental splinters left in my life.
Off to read more Shakespeare, and feeling suprisingly content.
