N Tuesday, August 17, 2010
oww my finger hurts from writing so much. there's now some form of a lump where there wasnt before. (hm... that reminds me of the opening line of mending wall.) i cannot remember ever having annotated so many extracts at one go before - and in 10 colours.
left extract 8 for king lear. havent done annotations for extracts 1 and 2 even though i kind of did essays for them last time - i'll probably do a quick one tomorrow. it's time for after apple picking now!
tomorrow must cover apologia, extracts 1, 2 and 8 - and REVISE ALL POEMS. aka the stuff that i havent touched for ages. hm really dont know whether i'll get poem or not.
james said if he wanted lear, he'd get lear - but he got background and friezes.
jess wanted lear and got lear.
daniel looked like a poem person but got lear.
calida wanted lear and got lear.
char and ju wanted poems and got poems.
better still, ju wanted telephone conversation and got telephone conversation.
speaking of char and ju, the bus ride home today was so epic-ly amusing and entertaining.
time for apple picking (: dream-like state, drifting in and out of sleep. iambic pentameter interrupted by dimeter, trimeter and monometer.
strangely i dont feel tired/sleepy at all. it's amazing what 2.5 hours of sleep this late afternoon/evening + a good cup of coffee + a good cup of tea can do for you. especially since i only slept for about 3 or 3.5 hours yesterday.
brahms 1 is some really awesome stuff (:
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