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Practice conversation in Arabic discussion today:
"Hello, Sarah."
"Hello, Ali."
"Who are you?"
"I am Sarah."
"Where is Sarah from?"
Another brilliant line:
"Where is Charlottesville from?"
There was much laughter in Arabic today.
Also, am almost done with Jane Eyre. Mr. Rochester, due to some sort of vague "enigmatic dark romantic with a troubled past" thing is starting to look increasingly like David Boreanaz in my head. beautiful_rain says that I probably have too much Buffy on my mind. She's right. In other news, Bertha Mason is twice depicted as a vampire, rather explicitly, in the text, and I have been drawing inceasingly far-fetched conclusions based on this.
I could barely fall asleep last night; I've had a huge energy rush since before orchestra...which is good during orchestra, since anything that will keep me alert during 7:30-10 rehearsal is a very positive thing, but when it lasts past 1 am and I'm trying to sleep but my mind keeps telling me crazy things about vampires in Jane Eyre, it's not so nice. It wore off very briefly when I woke up this morning but was back by lunch time.
Love stories should have happy endings. HAPPY!
And I'm going to have to edit this entry as soon as I upload my new icon.
"Hello, Sarah."
"Hello, Ali."
"Who are you?"
"I am Sarah."
"Where is Sarah from?"
Another brilliant line:
"Where is Charlottesville from?"
There was much laughter in Arabic today.
Also, am almost done with Jane Eyre. Mr. Rochester, due to some sort of vague "enigmatic dark romantic with a troubled past" thing is starting to look increasingly like David Boreanaz in my head. beautiful_rain says that I probably have too much Buffy on my mind. She's right. In other news, Bertha Mason is twice depicted as a vampire, rather explicitly, in the text, and I have been drawing inceasingly far-fetched conclusions based on this.
I could barely fall asleep last night; I've had a huge energy rush since before orchestra...which is good during orchestra, since anything that will keep me alert during 7:30-10 rehearsal is a very positive thing, but when it lasts past 1 am and I'm trying to sleep but my mind keeps telling me crazy things about vampires in Jane Eyre, it's not so nice. It wore off very briefly when I woke up this morning but was back by lunch time.
Love stories should have happy endings. HAPPY!
And I'm going to have to edit this entry as soon as I upload my new icon.