Oddly enough I can scrape a few extra minutes if I'm a good girl.
Ideally, the rule is so I don't talk to strangers late at night, but seeing as it isn't late at night on the other side of the world where half of litnet lives, I don't suppose it would matter. Also becasue I'm a good girl.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Should be kissing kids goodnight... 'Tis Friday night after all, will let them stay up for a while.
I don't really know. I suppose work, but there really isn't too much going on and it is Friday. I really just want to go home.
I should be doing my maths assignment. Only I have to draw histograms.
I'm going to try to use the computer to make them, I don't want to draw them myself.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Sleeping. It's four in the morning.
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
I must do my maths assignment. I've been at it all day but it is just going so slowly.
I mean, it is as easy as, but I just can't get my head around bothering with it.
I know I won't hand it in without giving all I can. I know I'll hand it in. I know I'll hand it in on time.
I'll be surprised if I get anything less than an A, and am expecting an A+.
Only I have to bother with it first.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Analyzing and meditating. Two of the most painful annoyances ever to sit on someone's brain.
On the bright side of meditating, rather than actually doing it you can be sitting there, I don't know, twiddling your thumbs or thinking out a to-do list.
I hardly every admit to having the tolerance to meditate.
I'm supposed to be doing maths. And, by this point in time, humanities, English, Italian and probably some other things I've forgotten all about. I've got time. I've got all day tomorrow. Humanities isn't until Thursday, Italian isn't until Wednesday.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Studying. Instead, I am about to go to bed.
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better, it's not.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Sleeping...
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.