Thursday morning. Was exhausted. May the gods preserve me from these infernal early-morning classes. I would much rather be in
bed at 9 AM - then again, who wouldn't, really.
I was watching
La Grande Illusion last night and found that it was much better than I had expected. I must admit that I had expected something pretentious and artsy but it wasn't - it was very enjoyable. The last French film I'd seen before that one was
The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, and that was not something that impressed me, to say the least.
The night before last I had a strange dream. It involved me and
nickelodeon running an elementary school full of weird little alien children. It was in some kind of open space with grassy floors and no ceiling. Nearby was some space that descended steeply toward a pool of water, and interspersed at intervals were large stone images of faces a la Easter Island that had been overturned and were now on their sides.
teruhiko was there, except that she looked like her personification of Ireland, and apparently these stone things had been created by her ancestors. She was doing an archaeological investigation and by that I mean she was crawling all over these things on the
pretence of investigation and snooping around and occasionally coming to me to harass me for more notebook paper and pens.
And the dream I had last night involved me and
ninja_minni going on a series of adventures to fight crime and solve mysteries. There was some sort of magic involved - we had ballpoint pens that served as wands, and whatever we wrote or drew turned into a physical thing, though it didn't always turn out quite right. In spite of that, we were an excellent duo with
very snazzy outfits. I distinctly recall that she was more clever than I was when it came to solving the mysteries, haaa. I was better at the ass-kicking part.
Anyway. Class this morning was... it was... well, it just was. Once again I find myself wishing I wasn't so slow-witted. The large class size for Film and Canlit makes it easier to hide that I frequently have nothing to say, but it makes it very difficult to get a word in edgewise when I do want to say something.
I think I need to put a pause on my writing projects, at least until the project on
La Grande Illusion is finished. School takes time and all that. Ah, well. Hmm, after a conversation with Glitter last night I remembered that for a long while I've wanted to edit Small Hours/Starry Night. I think that if I take it in chunks I will have it finished by February. I was re-reading commentary on it, and there are calls for a third part but I really don't know - I have an idea for a short thing, but nothing very involved. Then again, maybe something plotty would not be necessary for this; just something short to wrap the entire situation up nicely.
I did work on some Est/Fin while on the bus home this morning. Gods, it was hot today... Normally I would walk home from school when the weather is good, but my backpack was heavy today and it was so warm that I just didn't. Geh. But nevertheless, I did write on the bus. I still have that old touch! This makes me happy. At least that is one way that I will get writing done, even when in school.