"Oh! do not attack me with your watch. A watch is always too fast or too slow. I cannot be dictated to by a watch."
The infamous Calculus exam went rather well. I was surprised by the relative simplicity of the problems involved, and thankfully was able to remember fairly accurately the way he wants us to present the problems. Now I am praying that this was not all a matter of self-deception. I am always overcome throughout the thirty minutes or so following any mathematics exam that I have been engaged for the past several weeks in playing a miserable joke on myself, one that involves convincing myself (mistakenly) that I can do the work and understand the concepts when I really can't. It passes once the next concern comes along, of course, and is nothing terribly deep--but still. It hasn't quite gone yet.
RAS just called. She's going to be here in a few minutes, so I shall probably get off a little before eleven after all... I really do need to finish that Greek assignment anyway, and it's by sheer "nice" Providence that I finished my Chemistry assignment before Calculus today.
I say "nice" Providence because I don't want to say "luck" and I don't want to say "good" Providence because that implies that I am interpreting the inherent nature of what God does, which I--being mortal, fallible, and dreadfully stupid--cannot do. So I say "nice" Providence because that is an on-the-surface, shallow term that conveys just how I perceive it. I do hope it doesn't strike anyone as heretical.
10:58 am. I shall leave you two--no, now it's one--minute early.
Adieu.
The "hope you're not allergic" comment on your sidebar just made me laugh. Have fun in silly classes.