The sun shines, we look up, the grin is wide, easily! Or: The joy is great. For today, I wrote the last Latin work of my life. Yesterday I wrote the last physics work of my life. Three cheers!
means: translate Never again formulated a brilliant essay by Marcus Tullius Cicero on transfer of supreme command over the Mediterranean to Pompey. Never again Case, number, pound genus of irregular Latin conjugations into my head. No Metamorphoses of Ovid. No aetiology, no Anadiplosis, no Epiphen, no anaphora, no alliteration. No Trikolon. No more of this! At least not in Latin.
is also hereby all horizontal and vertical throws put an end to the conservation of energy and semiconductor metals have long since ascended into heaven. Momentum, acceleration, speed, distance-time graphs, the regression line, and in particular the Atwood's machine was finally brought to an end.
For physics and Latin are voted on forever. What matters now? Mathematics (rather unwillingly), German, French, English, History. Read much, much writing. Sounds very good! In high school things will get better!
