Saturday, September 02, 2006
About disliking Yeats' poetry, I take that comment back. Not that I've suddenly seen the beauty of his symbolism or anything like that... it's just that I have made a really, really embarrassing mistake in class. Apologies to Yeats.
And I keep bumping into Dr Y in school, on the bus, in the canteen... This is getting freaky. I certainly hope he doesn't just materialise behind Diana and I when we're laughing our heads off about savouring delicious ironies and chicken wings. The horror, the horror! :O
But for all our teasing, we mean no harm. Really. He's a very nice teacher and I respect him a lot. When I'm ironic, I'm being affectionate. So please don't take my jibes too literally. I'm not usually serious although I may look serious.
kaoru said at 12:52 AM
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