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A web-annal of an Icelander

Monday, September 16, 2002
Making the most of it

I love to read. It's a bit hard to like it as much when I don't pick the books myself. I have 7 novels to read this fall. That's something to look forward to. Reading is recreational, relaxing and educating. It's revigourating to read a difficult piece of text and realize, "Hey, I understand this!"

When a particular subject is beond my scope of interest, it still is a worthy challange to work on it until I understand it. I'm not much into geography. The textbook doesn't inspire my much so I make it my business to enjoy the classes. And I do. Even if I will not remember much of what I read, at least it will be a nurturing experience. Then I must have learned something


Posted by Olof I. Davidsdottir 10:08
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Tuesday, September 03, 2002
Among geniouses

Some of the faces at school look empty. I don't know if it's chic to have such a facial expression. If I saw myself like that in the mirror I would probably ask to have my daily dosis increased.

Not many show signs of distinct character. Those who do usually give the impression of being pissed and believing they are a lot wiser than their age indicates. Yet they can argue with a teacher about why they must pass spelling tests to graduate. In my opinion, those who can't pass minimum requirements in spelling have no business attenting to higher education.


Posted by Olof I. Davidsdottir 21:51
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