I heard that people used to say “Drat” and “Dang” when they were bothered. In fact, I heard they used to call on a deity when upset! How quaint! Drat for me because the science studying is turning out more boring than anything else. More’s the pity, but perhaps that means I will do as well or better on that than my M&R.

Abbè

I am not yet convinced that I will be able to enter the Universitat. Zariel insists that what I lost in the Language Writing I can make up in the Science examination. Frankly, I must, else I shall have to take the Arts and Principles, which is liable to be even worse than the language one to me. At least languages follow patterns. I never passed ( Read more... )

We didn’t do anything. I read all day-all of it-completely brainless novels. Hooray!

Abbè

Well, it’s a new day. Zar and I slept surprisingly well; I think yesterday just wore us out, even if she *was* asleep the whole time. I wish I could say everything is feeling better, but frankly my head still hurts from working so hard yesterday. And ironically I can’t forget the languages I learned: they keep popping into my head and I struggle to ( Read more... )

No Powder for us tonight. In fact, no partying at all. I was just glad that there still IS an “us” after this exam. After only 5 hours at it I wanted to cry, and I hadn’t even had to write the Dutch or German yet. So, how did they do everything ( Read more... )

Today is the last day of the month. I know my posts have all been short and terse but frankly, we’re going crazy. Zariel can’t help me because she’s completely obsessed with how exactly they prevent us from communicating. All she can do is research it, but whatever she finds out she won’t share with me. Darn Syms and their Lockbox minds. Personally ( Read more... )

The month is nearly over. I am going to die.

Abbè

Ditto the last time I posted. All I have to say is that I can’t talk-in any language at all. Every waking hour I study other languages until English is as unfamiliar as Deutch or espanol. Curse it.

Abbè

The month’s end draws near. Why is it the second month and shortest month at whose end I have the most strugglesome (COMPDAT NOTE: SUBJECT EXPLICITLY SPELLED PRIOR WORD INCORRECTLY) exam? Stupid CompDat can’t even recognize a simple vernacular or slang term! What do we pay for all this technology for anyway? I could write out all this with less ( Read more... )

I cannot stand these languages! The more I study them the less I can stand them. When I finish this examination, I will never speak anything other than English again. I swear this. Zariel demands a translation, so here I go. Dutch: Wanneer ik deze onderzoek beëindig, zal ik iets behalve Engels opnieuw nooit spreken… French: Quand je finis cet ( Read more... )