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Thursday, January 29, 2004
Professor, Professor, you're moving way too fast.

I have, in the space of a month, forgotten EVERYTHING I learned in Latin last semester.

Everything.

All gone.

Poof.

Not even declension endings or the meaning of "ager". (Field.)

I have to, over the weekend, relearn every single thing that I learned last semester.

And I think somehow I'm going to be able to take intensive second-year Latin over the summer at Columbia? Is to laugh. Is to cry.

On an up note, Sex and Gender should be fine. The teacher appears to be younger than I am, but whaddyagonnado. He's a stick-thin (I'm talking Matt-thin) Doctoral Candidate interested in urban studies, gender theory and "DIY Activism", (Yes, I edited the previous word out; it's a label I'm not comfortable with either imposing on someone I don't know, or keeping on my searchable blog), terribly cute and serious and earnest.