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Questions of science and progress - To this weary world, which haunts my weary soul, in every despair, I find you standing there.
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lundi, le 30 janvier 2006 14:46
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To this weary world, which haunts my weary soul, in every despair, I find you standing there. Yep..here it is. I'm now offically 44. Shit, I feel old. Really fucking old. I hate birthdays. I'm just relieved I'm not balding and all that rubbish. Thank god for my family's non-hair loss genes. I'm a year older and have come nowhere, if not gone backwards since this time last year. The only part of my life which improved, seems to have simulatniously got worse. I've done some pretty shitty things this year. And I keep thinking, I can't have that much time to change my life. My habits and their consequences probably mean I'm going to die within 10 years. Only men like my dad if the bitch hadn't killed him and Dumbledore would live to a reasonable wizard's age. Men like me, die before they're 50. I doubt I'll get to the next multiple of 11 to be honest. This scares me. The prospect of death never seemed so terrifying. As an atheist..it's hard to contemplate death. Shit, I've wasted my life. What would people remember me for if I were to die today? Alcoholism, bad judgement, chain smoking, nearly getting fired so many times Doing the right thing, but being hated for it.I have to do something. I've done nothing of worth in my life. Or so I can see. I used to think all that preventing disputes and helping people was worth something, turned out that was just playing politics. Now this..I've messed a lot of this up. Made some stupid decisions, been influanced by a student who now hates me. still want her back though. They were all right all those years ago, I'm better off dead than alive. But I'm not letting all that be my legacy, I have to do something worthwhile, something that everyone else gets to experience in their lives. Hm...I can only think of one thing right now. Not sure if that's a good idea or not. Anyway, got a nice present already and had a good time last night. even though, a lot of the time, I couldn't stop thinking about Bellatrix. So, there are bonuses. Isn't life fun. I hate being so old. Just thought I'd say so. To top my day off I've lost my blooming scarf. And it's cold. Damn. Also, I'm out of cigarettes and my day just gets better and better. Right, sarcasm over: All years except 7th years because I just gave you homework back, you've got homework. As of now. For next lesson, whether you like it or not. Even if you didn't have a lesson today. 3rd years: Essay on the uses of Arithmancy in potion making. 1 parchment. 4th years: Exercises 1-50 on page 97 of the text book, except part b) of 45,46,47 and 48 as you need graph parchement for that. Unless you have graph parchment that is. 5th years: Exercises from the section on Arithmanthetical Circle rules, all 9 of them. Followed by half a parchment on the uses of said rules. If you need a compass, come see me. 6th years: Essay on the Arithmanthetical minds of early 14th century Europe and North Africa. Include: De Marc, Neizkirche and Hammarskjold, plus anyone else you can possibly find. There are plenty. Three parchements, no more, no less, no waffle. Oh and Flich fixed the water in the bathroom. Except now there's an infernal drip I can hear from here. And I'm fed up of today.  gloomy Musique actuelle: That goddam tap.   
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