Alone in the house on a warm summer day.. I'm all dressed up for nothing.

"In science the credit goes to the man who convinces the world, not to the man to whom the idea first occured."


So today I helped out in the summer Algebra 2 class.  It was pretty fun, but I don't think more than 5 or 6 people will pass and move on to Pre-Calculus for the fall semester.

Besides that, I looked through my journal and found a poem by Tupper that I really liked.  I might've posted it here before, but I don't really care so I'll just post it again.


Sloth, by Tupper

 A little more sleep, a little more slumber,

A little more folding the hands to sleep,"

For quick-footed dreams without order or number,

Over mind mind are beginning to creep--

Rare is the happiness thus to be raptured

By your wild whispers, my Fanciful train;

And, like a linnet, be carelessly captured

In the soft nets of my beautiful brain!

Touch not these curtains!-- your hand will be tearing

Delicate tissues of thoughts and of things--

Call me not!-- your cruel voice will be scaring

Flocks of young visions on gossamer wings:

Leave me, O leave me-- for in your rude presence

Nothing of all my bright world can remain--

Thou art a blight to this garden of pleasance,

Thou art a blog on my beautiful brain!

Cease your dull lecture on cares and employment,

Let me forget awhile trouble and strife,

Leave me to peace-- let me husband enjoyment--

This is my heart and the marrow of life!

For to my feeling the choicest of pleasures

It to lie thus, without peril or pain,

Lazily listening to the musical measures

Of the sweet voice in my beautiful brain!

Hush-- for the halo of calmness is spreading

Over my spirit, as mild as a dove;

Hush-- for the angel of comfort is shedding

Over my body his vial of love;

Hush-- for new slumbers are over me stealing,

Thus would I court them again and again,

Hush-- for my heart is intoxicate-- reeling

In the swift waltz of my beautiful brain!

 I'm not sure exactly what it is I like about this poem, but I suppose it'd be the feeling of laziness yet vanity it emits... as though one realizes that her peace of mind is from the lack of desire to get up and do something, but sees herself as smart and beautiful and deserving of this break from work (although really she knows that's not the case at all).  I'm not sure if that's what Tupper was trying to say, but that's the feeling I get.  It's very similar to my own thoughts. ^^


I just watched Bleach Ep. 113.  Updates for manga I read?  Looks like nothing but "Boy of the Female Wolf" by Han Yu-Rang so far, up for grabs on mangafox.com.
The manga of the week on mangafox is "Flat", and I agree: it is really good.  Even my sis, who's not really all that into manga, loves it.  However, because it doesn't focus around super optimistic and corny lines (which, don't get me wrong, that's a good thing), she thinks that someone's going to die. "I swear, Sarah, if someone [Heisuke or Aki] dies, I will kill you."  In response, I said I would kill myself after killing the mangaka and resurrecting Heisuke and/or Aki. ^^
It's great to be young.


If there's anyone out there who reads my blog, please visit my friend (well, she's not really my friend, but you get what I mean) April, who's blog I'm starting to read.  It's a lot like mine, in  a way.
http://april-apesblog.blogspot.com/

I have some story ideas to post, but this entry is long enough as it is.  I'll just post them later.
Well then, I'm off to do some homework, like a good Japanese student (even though I'm not one).
Ciao! [^^]o0(♥)


Edit Before I forget: yesterday, at church Sis. Frances was talking about how Jesus wants to hear you say that you love him.  I don't want to get super religious right now, but I thought I'd mention the phrase she said:
"Sarah, lovest thou me?"