Books. Yay. Except, y'know, not.
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elsajeniSo I went to buy my books yesterday and exploded with joy that I only had to buy 13 books, one of which is conveniently out of print, because I already own a few of the novels for English and my Chinese book is the same as last semester. Seriously, I hate that I'm rejoicing that I only had to spend $375 on books. Stupid books.
I have my differential equations book, which is all shiny and unnerving, and also my grandfather's differential equations book, which is pleasantly old and has pencilled notes in the margins. My grandmother gave it to me for Christmas. Unwrapping it, I could already see it was an old book, but I thought at first it might be the book he used to have that he would read "Casey at the Bat" out of every time I stayed at their house. That would've been cool, but hey, so is this, and anyway, it ups the amount of stuff I have from my grandfather to: his, jeez, 30 or 40-year-old guitar, a necklace he gave me when I was 4, the harmonica he left me, and his differential equations textbook. Neat stuff, all of it.
There's the differential equations book, and then there's a tremendous pile of other books for school, too. And a few more piles of books as well. My room is full of piles of stuff, in fact. I really need to do some cleaning up... but, on the bright side, my floor is actually pretty clear at the moment.
Ran errands this morning. What a delight. On the bright side, though, errands included depositing Christmas money in bank account, so now I have, y'know, actual money. And I've just realized that I have slightly more money than I thought, because I forgot a check at home. Yay, extra money!
One of my books for English is The Fellowship of the Ring. I don't think I'll even, technically, need to read it. It makes me feel like I have somehow beat the system.
... dude, the "cheerful" mood icon? It looks like it wants to eat my head. Wah.
I have my differential equations book, which is all shiny and unnerving, and also my grandfather's differential equations book, which is pleasantly old and has pencilled notes in the margins. My grandmother gave it to me for Christmas. Unwrapping it, I could already see it was an old book, but I thought at first it might be the book he used to have that he would read "Casey at the Bat" out of every time I stayed at their house. That would've been cool, but hey, so is this, and anyway, it ups the amount of stuff I have from my grandfather to: his, jeez, 30 or 40-year-old guitar, a necklace he gave me when I was 4, the harmonica he left me, and his differential equations textbook. Neat stuff, all of it.
There's the differential equations book, and then there's a tremendous pile of other books for school, too. And a few more piles of books as well. My room is full of piles of stuff, in fact. I really need to do some cleaning up... but, on the bright side, my floor is actually pretty clear at the moment.
Ran errands this morning. What a delight. On the bright side, though, errands included depositing Christmas money in bank account, so now I have, y'know, actual money. And I've just realized that I have slightly more money than I thought, because I forgot a check at home. Yay, extra money!
One of my books for English is The Fellowship of the Ring. I don't think I'll even, technically, need to read it. It makes me feel like I have somehow beat the system.
... dude, the "cheerful" mood icon? It looks like it wants to eat my head. Wah.
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Date: 2005-01-11 02:48 pm (UTC)