highways and heartbreaks
i've been angry for the past 6 hours.
not the toes-on-fire sort of angry [i don't get those]... but the latent simmering quiet fury type.
took the test today.
didn't do so great. did average. apparently i've started to take general learning for advantage and was in sore need of a humbling experience or two.... s'okay.
i accept that i don' t need to be the best at everything. particularly vile quantative sections of the Grotesque Repulsive Exam... i refuse to believe that some stupid, money-making, institutionalized, MATH test is going to stop me...
still i wish not everything on this long and ever-curving road of my life, would have to be so damn difficult all the time... like a wise far-but-near friend of mine told me today, when dealing with my apocalyptic dispair- 'then dear lass, you wouldn't be after it, would you?'. in truth... no. i've always been obsinately dumb like that.
all this selfish, self-centered, id ish talk. is making me neausous... there's always Bernice: My NEICE... and an endless amount of other life goodness... on second thought...right now i want to be quietly mad/sad without softening it all with inane vanilla ice cream and elegies to summer nights...
as a courtesy update, the neice is getting cuter and yummier with each passing hour [she's got the trademark humongo almond eyes in blue - which makes her Nana exuberant]. i'm officially supplying the children's library. in fact to further abate post-test depression bought her some of those lovely French styled ones like Madeline and Eloise [impeccable literary taste must be fostered early on;)]
Fall semester starts next week... meaning..........
summers over... not that i have had one [the power of free choice ladies and gent]. not a trip. not a weekend. not an hour without some lingering paper, GRE prep, Greek homework... i need a break. don't have time for oceans and Nova Scotian Gaelic fests... but a little Emmylou on a long trip to nowhere may help.
[guess i'm still reeling over myself]
bonne notte people-
leave a light on.
not the toes-on-fire sort of angry [i don't get those]... but the latent simmering quiet fury type.
took the test today.
didn't do so great. did average. apparently i've started to take general learning for advantage and was in sore need of a humbling experience or two.... s'okay.
i accept that i don' t need to be the best at everything. particularly vile quantative sections of the Grotesque Repulsive Exam... i refuse to believe that some stupid, money-making, institutionalized, MATH test is going to stop me...
still i wish not everything on this long and ever-curving road of my life, would have to be so damn difficult all the time... like a wise far-but-near friend of mine told me today, when dealing with my apocalyptic dispair- 'then dear lass, you wouldn't be after it, would you?'. in truth... no. i've always been obsinately dumb like that.
all this selfish, self-centered, id ish talk. is making me neausous... there's always Bernice: My NEICE... and an endless amount of other life goodness... on second thought...right now i want to be quietly mad/sad without softening it all with inane vanilla ice cream and elegies to summer nights...
as a courtesy update, the neice is getting cuter and yummier with each passing hour [she's got the trademark humongo almond eyes in blue - which makes her Nana exuberant]. i'm officially supplying the children's library. in fact to further abate post-test depression bought her some of those lovely French styled ones like Madeline and Eloise [impeccable literary taste must be fostered early on;)]
Fall semester starts next week... meaning..........
summers over... not that i have had one [the power of free choice ladies and gent]. not a trip. not a weekend. not an hour without some lingering paper, GRE prep, Greek homework... i need a break. don't have time for oceans and Nova Scotian Gaelic fests... but a little Emmylou on a long trip to nowhere may help.
[guess i'm still reeling over myself]
bonne notte people-
leave a light on.
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Have a great shabbos... And don't forget, Shabbos hi milizok....
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