Argggggggg.... School

But it is really my fault that I am behind in Algebra and German. Or the fact that I realized that the best way to study for my History exam would be to type in my notes. All 42 pages of them. I should have remembered to start work on it yesterday, or even Friday, but no, I only remember it this morning. So I worked on it on and off today and, low and behold, I didn’t get it all done. I still have about ten pages of Roman Emperors to type in. How Caligula elected his horse to the senate, and how Nero "fiddled while Rome burned", and how Claudius pretended to be retarded for however many years his nephew, Caligula, was emperor....

And yet, I think it is important to be able to stop at 10:00 and answer the phone when my best friend calls, and to be able to laugh and giggle with her about the most random things. About how we really do need to finish editing W.O.M. (Short for Worker of Magic, which was a sort of working title for our novel The List of Names) and that we really do need to start T.R.O.D. (Short for The Room of Darkness (Which, yes, is just as ominous as it sounds)). And guess what, I think I feel the better for having laughed at the antics of the Blancon(is that how you spell their name?) boys and at the ridiculous letters Sarah and I wrote to each other, and the Diary entries that we sometimes keep merely for the purpose of going back and laughing at ourselves. I realize that it is good to have a friend like her even if there are bumpy moments when we don't agree...