Today was the book fair, and I can unfortunately no longer ignore this approaching hell, to the ink-fueled flames of which I've first unwittingly consigned and then unwillingly resigned myself to. But disregarding infernal allusions, today was a Good Day (TM).
Mostly because it was great seeing all those friends again. To tell the truth, I'm not sure what else was great. Having dinner with people (nine of us around a table about three-and-a-half feet in diamater!) at the Armadillo Grill was fun too - sed illum cadere puto in umbra primi. Maybe I just like seeing school again, even if I can already feel those four APs bearing down on me like some damsel in distress, or perhaps hazing victim, feels a train rumbling inexorably towards one's track-bound self.
Anyway, I'm leaving tomorrow with Trevor to go see Mr. Dellinger, who I've not seen since around the start of freshman year. He's being amazingly cool enough to give us a place to spend the night, so we won't have to make the Raleigh-Ashville run twice in the same day. I plan to use that travel time to get some much-needed time in on my AP US History summer homework. Bastards. Those teachers need someone to teach them what "vacation" means.
posted on Wednesday, August 06, 2003
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