Mike: Finally get to see yo bitch a$$ go north!
Mike: Nah, I'll give ya a hug and sing ya a song.
Cooper [00:22]
Katie: cooooper. you don't have to sell your body to the night.
Cooper [18:40]
Well.
Right now I'm at Trinity University for the National Junior Classical League Convention.
It's a busier NJCL than I've ever been to, which is why I'm only now getting Internet access. But apparently you can just plug in an Ethernet cable to the wall and go. Which is lovely. 100Mbps=joy.
Events so far:
Grammar Test. No good. I was very much asleep. Didn't even turn it in.
Greek Derivatives Test. Easy test. Good (?).
Roman History Test. FEH!
Poetry Comp Test. FEH.
Prose Comp Test. feh? I think I may have done well.
Ancient Geography Test. Hellzya. I know there was a lot I didn't know, but overall it was easier than I expected.
Essay Competition. This thing starts at 8.15. They cap it at 30 girls and 30 boys for each grade 9-12 and 30 boys and 30 girls for grades 6-8 combined. So they know in advance how many of us there are going to be. So they put us in a room that is too small. So the 30% overflow have to be fit in between already-seated competitors (They're supposed to be every other seat.) which is irritating but forgiveable. So by random chance, they stick me right next to Xine. So it's a small world.
It's interesting to be the only representative of my school. Mr. Sears isn't particularly doing anything in the chaperone department, just calls my cell periodically to check that I'm breathing.
I'd thought I might have Brittney stop by the campus or somesuch on free time, but it turns out they're actually keeping people out this year, in addition to keeping people in. And I've no wish to get in trouble or get her in trouble.
That's just about all I can think of. I bought a suave long-sleeve tee shirt that reads CARPE DIEM AUT ITE AD INFERNUM. The sleeve says SOCIETAS LATINA.
Damn, I love Nationals.
Cooper [18:37]
