life plan
It's been a while since I've updated and I don't think that I'll ever get back to my intense pace, but here's something at least. Here are my days- Monday- 7:00-8:00 try to wake up, 8:30-9:00 bus to Hahvahd, 9-10 Greek, 10:30-12:30 Greek, 12:30-2:00 bus and car to work, 2:00-6:00 work, 6:00-7:00 drive home from work and eat, 7:00-1:00 or 2:00 do Greek homework, 2:00-7:00 try to sleep and not have nightmares about declensions and tenses. Tuesdays - same except 12:30-4:00 study Greek, 4-4:30 walk to Kendra's, 4:30-7:30 work for Kendra, 7:30-8:00 walk home, 8:00-1 or 2 study Greek, etc, etc. Wednesdays & Fridays = Mondays, Thursdays = Tuesdays. The weekend, oh god I need it, has not yet come. This class is intense. And when I say intense, I mean I seriously am studying five to eight hours a day. I'm used to studying five to eight hours per course. But on the plus side, I'm really digging it. Really. I'm psyched to take sanskrit as a senior and I've decided on a new life plan. (I know I do this every few weeks but this one seems reasonable, sort of) I want to translate Greek. Follow in the footsteps of my good buddy Jefe. (For those of you not in the know that would be Jeff Henderson, editor of the Loeb Greek Classical library and demonic - well, that's awfully overstated - stepfather of the infamous ykz.) It would a. fulfill my love of all things code-like, b. be related to my major c. fulfill my love of editing. I realize that people are creative in different ways. I am creative in a rearranging way. It sounds silly but I don't make things from nothing. I take things and make them better. Give me a room of furniture and I can make it feel right. I can take other peoples' words and make them (at least in my not so humble opinion) better. But I'd have a damn hard time decorating a room from scratch and my attempts at creating writing of my own (not merely rearranging my daily activities into interesting - hopefully - sentences) has, for the most part, bombed. So there. Lauren will translate ancient Greek texts. Religious ones!
Two interesting sightings-
1. The priest in my class (Father Mark - he's British, too), after leaving class the other day, pulled an ipod out of his pocket and started listening. Interesting, I think...even priests have ipods. All of a sudden two monks (Tibetan?) wander out of Harvard yard, one has an awesome carved wooden walking stick; the other - an ipod. Apparently they're the mp3 listening device of choice for those living the religious life.
2. I saw a man today who looks exactly as Andre the Giant would if he had been normal human sized. It was incredible. (Is he dead, by the way? or did I just make that up?)
Two interesting sightings-
1. The priest in my class (Father Mark - he's British, too), after leaving class the other day, pulled an ipod out of his pocket and started listening. Interesting, I think...even priests have ipods. All of a sudden two monks (Tibetan?) wander out of Harvard yard, one has an awesome carved wooden walking stick; the other - an ipod. Apparently they're the mp3 listening device of choice for those living the religious life.
2. I saw a man today who looks exactly as Andre the Giant would if he had been normal human sized. It was incredible. (Is he dead, by the way? or did I just make that up?)