Raspberry Popover Day/Polish-American Day (Connecticut)/Wesak Day (Malaysia)/Day Of The Holy Cross (Mexico)/Mushroom Festival (Michigan)
2004-05-03 @ 10:53 p.m.

You have to hand it to my dad. Within the space of two hours, he's pissed me off as many times. First he picks me up late from French, even though I'd given him advance notice, and he even messaged me to confirm that my class ended at 7.30 pm. I mean, it's only common decency to inform people if you're going to be that late. You could even have told me to go home by train, even though that would have irritated me, at least I wouldn't have had to wait there like an idiot for 45 minutes. At least I finished Morality Play while standing there. I liked it, but I think the denouement was too hasty. Now he's just got off the computer, which he chased me away from an hour ago, ostensibly to check his e-mail, and he ends up printing a lot of important stuff. Hey, I can understand if you've got things to do, but at least tell me. I mean, what the hell? If you'd told me you needed the computer for so long, I'd have written out my assignment, or at least switched on the other computer. Don't tell me to be understanding, filial and all that bullshit. If you think I'm overreacting, you don't know how often I have to put up with stuff like that. Today is just a bad day...

Okay, I'm back after letting out some steam. I'm okay now. Anger in the short run is therapeutic. Just one concentrated burst of ugly red, before one can return to placid blue and mild green. Just realised that there was a fair bit of stuff to be happy about today, like not having the essay test, which is now open-book. Not to mention being the first person to borrow Ann Radcliffe's The Mysteries Of Udolpho. Can't seem to find The Flowers Of Evil in the library, which is a pity. Feel like picking up Middlemarch, and then I can proceed to beat myself over the head when I can't understand it. It struck me again how much French lessons are a waste of time. Imagine this. I'm paying $59 to sit for an 'AO' paper, the lessons for which I'm paying scant attention to. I was reading Morality Play behind the textbook today! I wish we'd do more fun stuff, like reading French books. Projet Utopia is nice, though it's hard to read off printouts. Maybe I'll bind them during the holidays. Does anyone want to go watch Prelude To A Kiss with me? Tickets at $25 but students can get a discount of selected shows. Go to TicketCharge.