Lessons commenced today with less than half of 6c35 in tow. So it was math gp econs chem. I came out of math feeling no smarter than when I went in, while gp was a slurred affair of a film on genetics, h1 touched lightly on appreciation and loan interests slashings, and chem had me gripping the chair in agony in futile attempts to find partial pressures.
In a distant part of my brain for some obscure reason I wish orientation for the juniors will go on and on, and then perhaps the 288 days to the big 'A' would never decrease.