Back to the glorious prison of school.... Which kinda stinks because I'm sure that we are only given so much homework out of spite.
I have written today to convey some unbelievable news... I FINISHED THE FELLOWSHIP. i know right (abandoned punctuation, it's too hard), and the ending was as remembered, the intensity taking hold of me very much so.
and i'm still on the shadow rising, but now i've got an audio book so i get to listen to weird american pronunciation destroying all my favourite people. how can i have pronounced EVERYTHING wrong?????!!
FUN FACT: prestidigitateur is magician in french. try saying it out loud. like 50 sylabbles. HOW DO YOU SPELL THAT WORD???!!!
now i shall share a couple of wot excerpts.
“His eyes,” Rand said without looking away from the wagons. “A dangerous man.”
Mat frowned at him. “Whose eyes? Couladin’s?”
“Kadere’s eyes. All that sweating, going white in the face. Yet his eyes never changed. You always have to watch the eyes. Not what he seems.”
“Sure, Rand.” Mat shifted in his saddle, half lifted his reins as if to ride on. Maybe silence had not been so bad. “You have to watch the eyes.”
just another reason to love mat. he makes everything worthwhile. i'll only keep going to school so that i can get a job and not be homeless. because if i was homeless i would have no money for books. and if i did have money i'd probably spend it on fingerless gloves or crack or some plastic bags to hold all my wordly possessions. that's really depressing, actually. poor homeless people.
on that note
i bid you
adeiu
(ok i have no idea how to spell that so i'll just hope)
