Sick and tired of being sick and tired
Apr. 27th, 2003 10:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
icepixie*hacks up a lung*
*glares at bacteria in throat* Do not turn into pneumonia or keep my immune system so busy that I get it. My mom is convinced that I'm going to develop that disease. Ginger has it, so since I seem to pick up every germ on this campus, I'm a little titch worried as well. Grrr. No more sickness! I haven't been healthy since August! I think if I get something else that's serious, I'm just gonna say screw finals and go the hell home. I'm sure Schermer could work something out with my profs...
I'm "singing" in the concert tonight. Which means that I'm singing the pretty (and short) fourth movement and mouthing everything else. Antibiotics are beautiful things and I feel twenty billion times better than I did on Friday, but I'm not stupid. Not makin' myself feel crappy agian just for Verdi. Sorry.
Still only have five pages on the history paper. It's on Irish nationalism; you'd think I could easily write a paper on that. My Yeats paper last year was basically this topic from a literary rather than a historical perspective. This should not be hard. It would help if Singer would give us a real due date to work towards...according to Simone, she said Friday that she'd tell us later about a due date for the finished paper. I'm assuming that it'll be Friday, since that's the last day of classes, but it could be as late as May 10th, which is our exam. Although I love how it's gone from "minimum 15 pages" to "about 15 pages." Heh. Knowing Singer, it's a distinct possibility that she'll reduce it again, which would make Becca a very happy camper.
Must work on paper. Must read more Rob Roy. Which is excellent, except for the Scots dialect. The glossary is kinda cool, though...I can take a bunch of words and make up sentences no one can understand! Well, Kimberley would understand them. "The seamaws dinna hae muckle yill yestreen, but were whuppit awa' by the limmer for a boddle." Okay, so that doesn't make a whole lot of sense even to me, but this glossary is crap anyway. Never has the words I can't figure out, but usually has the ones that I can get from context.
And I'm gonna stop rambling and misusing 18th century Scots dialect now...sorry if I offended your eyes, Kimberley. ;-)
I very muckle need to work. And need to use "muckle" as often as possible, 'cause it's my new favourite word. ;-)
- Becca
*glares at bacteria in throat* Do not turn into pneumonia or keep my immune system so busy that I get it. My mom is convinced that I'm going to develop that disease. Ginger has it, so since I seem to pick up every germ on this campus, I'm a little titch worried as well. Grrr. No more sickness! I haven't been healthy since August! I think if I get something else that's serious, I'm just gonna say screw finals and go the hell home. I'm sure Schermer could work something out with my profs...
I'm "singing" in the concert tonight. Which means that I'm singing the pretty (and short) fourth movement and mouthing everything else. Antibiotics are beautiful things and I feel twenty billion times better than I did on Friday, but I'm not stupid. Not makin' myself feel crappy agian just for Verdi. Sorry.
Still only have five pages on the history paper. It's on Irish nationalism; you'd think I could easily write a paper on that. My Yeats paper last year was basically this topic from a literary rather than a historical perspective. This should not be hard. It would help if Singer would give us a real due date to work towards...according to Simone, she said Friday that she'd tell us later about a due date for the finished paper. I'm assuming that it'll be Friday, since that's the last day of classes, but it could be as late as May 10th, which is our exam. Although I love how it's gone from "minimum 15 pages" to "about 15 pages." Heh. Knowing Singer, it's a distinct possibility that she'll reduce it again, which would make Becca a very happy camper.
Must work on paper. Must read more Rob Roy. Which is excellent, except for the Scots dialect. The glossary is kinda cool, though...I can take a bunch of words and make up sentences no one can understand! Well, Kimberley would understand them. "The seamaws dinna hae muckle yill yestreen, but were whuppit awa' by the limmer for a boddle." Okay, so that doesn't make a whole lot of sense even to me, but this glossary is crap anyway. Never has the words I can't figure out, but usually has the ones that I can get from context.
And I'm gonna stop rambling and misusing 18th century Scots dialect now...sorry if I offended your eyes, Kimberley. ;-)
I very muckle need to work. And need to use "muckle" as often as possible, 'cause it's my new favourite word. ;-)
- Becca
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Date: 2003-04-27 12:42 pm (UTC)Your glossary is, um, amusing. Quean means girl, or more precisely, "young, unmarried woman." I'm presuming that's the word in your glossary, since none of the other words even come close. Hehe.
I think I'm probably a better source for definitions than your glossary, lol. Email me with the weird stuff, or the stuff with suckass definitions, and I'll sort ya out! :) Mum used to live in the Lowlands in the 70s (but we don't speak of that, lol.) so she still uses some Lallans in her speech, so I know a little of that too. I think Lallans and Doric are very similar - just spelling, I think, and maybe a little pronounciation, and one or two different words.