You possibly cannot imagine my surprise, when, searching for some info on my homework to intro to literature, I stumbled upon 'Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds' by Beatles on wiki and found out the poetic metre of the song was dactylic tetrametre. It made my day like a hundred times better, seriously. Sad, eh? Yeah, that's where I've ended up, counting syllables in English and Spanish poems, trying to decide if they're stressed or unstressed and if they follow some pattern. If so, then which? Iambic? Dactylic? Trochaic? Probably needles to say I've no clue most of the times. But, I have what I wanted so I'm supposed not to complain, right?
On another note, Marla is the sweetest little thing that exists :) Well, when she wants to be. She can also be a pretty mean, annoying cat. I don't care really, but she already damaged like 3 plants and my mother keeps making some crude comments like 'if she does it again, she goes'. I mean, come on, she'll do it again 'cause she's a stupid cat! The point is, I'm not sure if my mother would actually follow through with her threats, but I already know, after like a month, that I can't imagine not having her around. The cat, I mean. So every time I hear some angry shrieks I always anticipate that it'll be the last straw. Dunno what I'd do in that case.
Also, I got an email from my father on Friday. It was just a few lines, the usual 'what you've been up to blahblah' and then he just casually informed me that we won't be going to my aunt anytime soon 'cause she's been sick for a long time and thinks she has cancer. Oh and could I translate these two sentences to English for him? He's not sure about the articles. Okay, so... Wtf just doesn't cut it anymore. I mean, it's his sister for Christ's sake! And one of the very few relatives I actually love. So, I have no fucking clue what to write back to him.Or if I should call/write to my aunt, but she wouldn't tell me anything. So, I guess I'll just wait 'till somebody bothers to inform me she died, because it works like that in this family. Fuck.
But, to make this post not so whiny and pathetic, I've decided you all need to see my new bag which I bought the last time we were in Prague, like 2 weeks ago maybe. So, follow the cut if you want to :)
Okay, ignore my terrible hair and our terrible train lol
It was fucking expensive, but I love it:)
So another whiny post, sorry. I'm gonna do some more homework now probably. Oh well.