Know thyself.
Transliteration aside (for which I trust Apollo will forgive me; I'm not quite ready for the inside of a padded cell yet, and it would make my life very complicated if people thought I was) it's a very useful thing to keep in mind when you're hoping for ESP. There are people who, knowing what is to come, will arm themselves beforehand. There are people who won't. And then there are people (like me) who will convince themselves that nobody can really interpret what the Oracle says until after the event, so it doesn't matter in any case.
I hope the previous paragraph hasn't been taken as confirmation that some concerned person should start looking for a good psychiatrist. It's just the effect of a very crazy week. Gnothi se Auton.
The campus is going to be rather on the empty side next week, with half the students off on term break. That doesn't mean we won't have quizzes, though. If anything, since we've not been burdened with too many of them this week, next week is going to be an occasion for all the professors to revenge themselves for all the lack of preparation during T-Nite and after.
I think it's the "after" part that really bugs them. The trouble is that once you've got through T-Nite, devoting, at the very most, an hour a day to mugging, it's very difficult to get back into the pre-midterm routine. The profs look at it differently; they probably think that with T-Nite out of the way, you should attack your books with twice the enthusiasm. The policy of the Delphic Council doesn't quite work here.
Having said that, I suppose they knew it was coming. Some of them, at least, told us so in the first week. That makes me feel slightly better about myself and my present disinclination to spend hours with cases... That may change as endterms approach. I certainly hope it does.
But it's the Pierian spring I'm after as far as that's concerned.
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