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Vox Audita Perrit, Literra Scripta Manet....
The heard word is lost, the written letter remains...
The birthday party wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. Steven, his sister, his cool uncles and aunts and his little kiddie cousin made it tolerable. Ended up going 1950s in my little black dress and pearls. More rock 'n roll than playing an Vietnamese mistress. I will save the cheongsam for Debbie's debutante ball in May. Promised I'd be there....looking for any excuse to dress up as per usual. -.-;;

Also fretted over course choices once again....I'm wondering whether doing Ancient History is such a wise choice. Granted, it is my favourite academic subject, but I did absolute shit in it during high school. Mr Turnbull said I had the right idea, but I never elaborated, which is true.
But that was two or three years ago now. And my essay writing has improved since then.

And there is that niggling voice inside me chanting "Learn Russian! Learn Russian!"

I have absolutely no clue what learning Russian will do for me however, aside from maybe going to St. Petersburg on a holiday and asking for directions to the Winter Palace.

Latin, Classical Greek or Russian?

And then I asked dad today whether or not I should do philosophy, to which he asked me "Where do you hope will that take you?".

Christ, I'm not even sure what I want to do yet. Ideally, something in the field of research. Librarianship. I'd even like to go for a PhD. Lecture at universities! Or at least tutor.

I could fret about this now....or I could wait until the course selection day at UQ on Tuesday and have all my questions answered by friendly academics who know what to do in this situation. This is probably the better option.

Current Mood: conflicted
Current Music: Smoke City- Underwater Love

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