Jan 12, 2006 23:49
Vaughan Williams' Mass in g minor may just have caused me to go home and look up the form of eleison. Hush, vos omnes.
Today has been slow and quiet and relaxing. Maybe too relaxing? Went to class, became scared of the army of fourth-year-female-NMC-specialists in Anc. Egyptian Lit in Translation, got a headache and left early, and then saw Narnia with George.
Narnia: I think I may be in love with Tilda Swinton. Possibly just her dresses, but possibly her.
Then I came home with my dad, felt sick, and bowed out of singing lessons. I've been lounging around, doing Latin homework. Just... sitting. It feels strange and foreign, as if I'm generally busier or more frantic than this, though I never think I'm doing very much: I always feel that I'm slacking off, and there's so much more work I could be doing if I just committed myself.
But, I pulled off an 85 in NMC382, so I guess I might be doing something right.
Now, for the giant chorus solo... haha. Yeah, right. :P