I'm working on biology lab reports...after sleeping away the afternoon to try to get rid of a sinus headache. It would have been more logical to take ibuprofen, Vitamin C, and an herbal tincture that I know works, but...I didn't. Now that I'm finally getting these lab reports done (due Monday), our printer is not working...so I guess I'll be going to the public library tomorrow afternoon and paying ten cents a page. The ten cents a page is no big deal, but the thought of trying to have everything perfect by then and only getting one chance for everything to be printed perfectly (because I don't usually discover mistakes until a while later, for some reason) is a little overwhelming. I am very excited that I will be DONE with lab reports by Monday, though. LOL! I'm planning to finish my research paper on Monday, too, which shouldn't be difficult since I don't have to go to English class on that day, and I have a three hour break following it. That means that I'll probably be free from about 10:30 to 3:15, and I could even work on it in my ETEC class since I am already done with everything in there except my presentations (web site and powerpoint) on Wednesday and the take-home final that I won't get until Wednesday. So what that really means is that I'll have from about 10:30 to 4:45 to work on my paper. Think that should be enough time?! LOL! My next draft of that paper is due Wednesday, but for peer review, which usually ends up being worthless to me. Hopefully my teacher will get to look at my paper to tell me if I revised it in a way that is going to help it.

Oh, and my teacher reminded me Wednesday that I need to make sure I have an essay picked for the essay contest. Although it would be amusing to submit my anti-flirting paper to an essay contest (and even more amusing if it got published), I don't really think that any of my papers are or will be contest-worthy. I guess I'll just take all of them on Wednesday and tell my teacher to take her pick.;-) Actually, the process of elimination may help me decide. I have one paper that I consider practically perfect, but it is one that would probably be boring to most people, so I am not sure about it...it's also comparitively long (well, not compared to my research paper). I don't know.

I am supposed to sing with the choir tomorrow morning, but I'm afraid I'll be croaking and coughing if I try, so I'll probably try to ask the director if she'll excuse me for tomorrow. I really thought I'd be able to sing by tomorrow, but now I'm pretty sure that it won't sound very good! I'll have to work really hard to be able to sing well enough for practice Wednesday...our Christmas program is Dec. 21st. The children are going to sing with the adults for one song, and the first joint practice was this past Wednesday...it was beautiful. The children's voices blended beautifully with the adult voices, and the children held their parts pretty well.

We are going to celebrate my dad's birthday tomorrow with crock pot BBQ and cheesecake. Sound good?=) My brother's girlfriend's birthday is on Monday, but I guess we're not going to be celebrating with her. I got a few things for her that I hope she'll like. I have really enjoyed getting to know her on our drives home from school. Speaking of drives home, check this out...it's not THE car, but it's very similar. My parents went to a town an hour or two south of here to purchase it today, but they returned without it because the seller did not have the title. I think they said something about getting it Monday. The differences between it and the car and the picture: it's not from Australia, it only has 125,000 miles on it, it only costed $1,800, and I don't know what features it has. However, I am sure that it is an automatic transmission and that it is blue (probably the same shade as in that picture). My parents both said that it runs very nicely and that I should be able to drive it.

Oh, I forgot...did I ever tell you guys what happened with the insurance company? I'm forgetting who I've told what...a sad situation. Okay, this might be repitition, but I'll go ahead and say it anyway. The day after we visited the lawyer, my dad got a call from the insurance company with an offer for the blue book value of the car (which was $1,900). Apparently, they no longer had any questions about liability when the lawyer's office called them to get a mailing address. LOL! I was sorry that I did not have time to do it myself, but I encouraged my parents to ask about reimbursement for loss of use, which the insurance company said they would give us for sixteen days (less than the amount of time), because "it wasn't their fault that it took so long to determine liability." Yeah, right. I didn't know that it was our job to call a lawyer to convince them that it would be most efficient to determine liability NOW. But that's a lesson learned for me. Anyway, the total amount is going to be $2,400. Medical damages will be determined after my treatment is completed.

So I'm hoping to be able to drive myself to work this Tuesday, after not having driven (except one very short, scary drive) for over a month. Want to ride with me? :-)

Man, this is turning into a long entry...and I'm not getting my lab reports done. I can't use this computer to do them, though, and one of my brother's is playing Delta Force on the other computer, so I guess I can keep writing this journal entry until he heads off to bed, which I doubt he's planning to do anytime soon. Since I slept all afternoon, I should be able to stay up as late as necessary to complete my work.

My math test yesterday was a whole lot easier than I expected...I hope my grade reflects that. My teacher said that we could get our grades from her on Tuesday or Thursday, but I will be working on those days, so that will not be practical for me. She said that she would replace our lowest test grade with the percentage of the final (if it's higher), so I'll just study as hard as possible for the final. If I don't take the final, I would already have enough points in the class to get a C, but I guess I'll take it (;-)) since I want an A. I am so glad that I won't have to take any more math. I'm also glad that college algebra does not include (at least in the text we used) trigonometry or geometry.

We have a Christmas tree...about fifty per cent of the ornaments are snow flakes. It's kind of pretty, but the ornamentation is rather sparse, in my opinion. I can't wait until my nose is better and I can smell the tree...it's a real one! I have multi-colored lights up in my room. They're not exactly arranged in a most beautiful way, but they're up where they're most convenient, and my little brother and sister who share a room with me enjoy them. I'm hoping to get my little nativity set set up along with a few other Christmas things soon...maybe tonight or maybe tomorrow afternoon. Oh, but there's AWANA tomorrow afternoon. Hmm. Always stuff to do.

I started my Christmas shopping last night, somewhat unintentionally. I went to WalMart without a list, but with some ideas about what I needed to get. I found a sci-fi book that I think my 14 y.o. brother will really enjoy. In case he chances to read this (which I doubt), I won't say which one, but it looks VERY exciting.

I don't have to go to history until the final, but my teacher in that class will be doing a review Monday night, so I'm planning to go then. My teacher in history has been very good...even though I've had fewer class sessions with him than with any other teacher (maybe half as many), I feel like I have gotten more intellectual stimulation (overall) in his class than in any other. Still, he didn't ask any interesting questions until the last day of lecture. The class is US History to 1877, and the question he asked was whether or not nullification and secession are real. Haha. I thought of Cris when Mr. S said this. Because nullification and secession were only clarified as ideas and never enacted into law, my answer (although I said nothing in class) would be that technically/legally the secession of the south was not "real," but it was real in a practical, literal sense. And since practical and literal win out in actual reality over legal/technical stuff, I would say that the war that transpired should be sufficient evidence that the south's secession was, at least in a sense, real. If what the south had done wasn't "real," then the north would not have been able to react...or so it seems to me.

But back to the point that I was wanting to make...which is that I have had very little intellectual stimulation in any of my classes. That has been incredibly disappointing to me, but I guess I can wait until I get into more advanced classes. What I have been doing is reading other things about the subjects I'm studying so that I won't be totally bored and so that I'll be able to find answers that things that interest me. One of the books I have been reading is by an orthodontist who presents a startling clear case for DEVOLUTION (as opposed to evolution). He has done extensive research, but beginning with Biblical assumptions. Unlike many scientists (particularly paleontologists), he does not find it necessary to explain things away in order to support his assumptions. The book he wrote contains a lot of information on neanderthal bones (especially skulls) that he x-rayed himself. One of the most convincing proofs he presents of devolution, though, is the decline in the age of the onset of puberty...think about what you know about it. While many scientists may tell us that early man matured much more quickly (and apparently with less complexity), the patterns we have documented over the more recent past contradict that idea. I'm not done with the book, but I've gotten pretty far in it, and I'm looking forward to finishing it.

I wonder how much insurance is going to cost on my new car. Hmm. I guess I'll find out soon enough. My parents are thinking of switching from State Farm to USAA because State Farm refused to help us deal with the other insurance company...the reason they refused is that I only had minimum liability and I wasn't at fault. I have a friend who was in an accident fairly recently, and she WAS clearly at fault...she only destroyed her own vehicle. Apparently, her insurance company only wants to give her half the value of her car...even though she has been paying for full coverage. I'm beginning to convert to my brother's way of thinking that auto insurance is a legal scam in which we are required to participate. I honestly don't think that I should need to employ a lawyer just to communicate effectively with them! Maybe in one of my speeches that I get to do in Fundamentals of Communication next year I can go ahead and talk about auto insurance. That should be very interesting. I really should have done my research paper on that, but I didn't and it's too late to change. I'm sure there'll be other papers. And even if there weren't, I could always write anything I want to anytime that I have time.

So there's my long entry to make up for not doing many (if any) entries for so long. I still skim entries, but less often since I have less computer access and less time. I don't know how much time I'll have during the Christmas break, even though there will probably be at least three people being hired in the next few days. LOL! The lady I started with and I will probably be sharing training "privileges." I have GOT to get pictures.

Okay, I really must go...I just sent my brother to bed, so I should do something with the other computer. Goodnight (for now)!

"safe" way to release my feelings. In other words, music is a better outlet than written words--simply because there are some things I'm feeling now that I either can't or won't put into words.

Thanks for your kind comments, guys! Just as I have thought over the accident more and talked about it with my parents, I realize how much of a miracle it is that I am alive.

I was driving south on the interstate--in the right lane (slower traffic, stay right...and all that). Actually, I had more or less forgotten the time change, and was rather surprised when I saw how dark it was when I got out of my last class...and realized I would have to drive home in darkness and in traffic. I actually have no idea if I prayed about it or not, since I'm always praying about everything, but I don't remember it. I do know that my dad has been praying for me!

Anyway, I got most of the way home and then suddenly reached an area of interstate that was rather full of cars, but all still moving at a steady speed of about the speed limit. I continued on, trying to stay at the speed limit (as in, not be too far under it), but without getting too close to the car in front of me. However, the car in front of me was still too close when it slammed on its brakes...I had to do the same thing, with a loud screech. I really didn't know what else to do. Before I could congratulate myself on not hitting the car in front of me, I was pushed off the road by a big truck (maybe it's a semi, but it's a small one if it is)...whether it was the same car as the one in front of me or a different one, someone had cut the truck driver off in the left lane, and he swerved right (not seeing me) to avoid an accident. I had rolled a ways before I realized what had happened. I think, "Duh!" now, but it was a while before I thought, "This is an accident." And another little while (although not TOO long) before I realized that the brakes might still work.;-) I had slowed down (I was in grass at this point--perfect part of the road, too, as a ditch would have meant the car rolling--and this wasn't a ditch--or not much of one, anyway). I also vaguely recall now the loud noise and the feeling of the impact. I did feel it on my left, but I didn't "realize" it, especially since I had expected that it would be more behind me.

So I stopped the car...finally...turned it off...got out of the car. I fished my cell phone out of my purse, then got out of the car. Some people who had been behind us had pulled over, and a lady stood before me, asking if I was okay. I replied in the affirmative, then asked her what to do. I was so shaken that I really wasn't sure...I have always thought that the only time to call 911 is if someone's dying or in serious medical danger. I guess that I was the only one who got hit, and I knew I was fine, but I just didn't know whether or not to call 911. She told me to call 911, though, so I did...and got a dispatcher. However, I ended up hanging up...another lady had already called, AND there was already a patrol guy there--he had heard the accident. I called my parents. I didn't know what to do, really. (I feel like a big baby--and I'm almost 21!) I called them, and of course my mom was sure that my dad would want to come...he's rather protective.

So then I waited for the police/patrol guy to come and drill me, but he first got information from witnesses. I guess he figured that I wouldn't be going anywhere for a while. The truck driver got out of his truck...a very fair-skinned, young guy. He looked ill...not very pleased (under the circumstances, I wouldn't have been either). He was with another guy and a lady--transporting puppies to somewhere. I feel so sorry for him because this accident has a direct impact on his livelihood! Even though someone else (and maybe more than one) was truly to blame for this, he's the only one taking the "at-fault" position...because he stopped.

Well, I got my driver's license, etc. out...and eventually the policeman had us get into his car to fill out paperwork. My parents finally arrived, and requested that the car be towed (as it happened, the left front tire was slashed, so it wouldn't have been possible to drive it). My brother and his girlfriend also came (LOL!), mostly to survey the damage. My brother said that it was more than a miracle that I'm alive. I didn't have a camera to get pictures of the damage (Ithought about taking my camera today, but I didn't do it).

Anyway...I think that about sums up the story. The guy didn't get a ticket. The policeman was very nice...reasonable, frank, and even fatherly. He said that while he could technically give the guy a ticket, that the police aren't really able to enforce the laws about how closely people follow each other...so...that was that.

The damage on the car is such that it would probably cost more to repair it than to replace it, which is why I think it's a permanent goodbye.

Oh, I've got my substitute history teacher...and he IS good! I like him. I really like the colors he wears. That first day when he was sort of subbing, he wore a purple shirt (dress shirt with tie and dress pants); today he wore burgundy (the dress shirt was, I mean). I really like both of those colors!=) He talks fast...and I have more notes from his lecture than I got in any of the other guy's lectures. And our weekly quizzes will be open-note...that seems too easy. But the fortunate thing is that I do feel like I'll learn something...so I'm quite pleased about that.

Now, I just need to do homework...especially studying for my algebra test at the end of the week. That's so tedious! LOL! I just need to do it. That's my pep talk to myself right now.

I think I saved a little money by borrowing a video from the school library...instead of renting it. For extra credit in history (I have no idea whether I'll need much extra credit or not), we have the option of doing a three-paragraph film review on our choice from a list of films. I picked "The Crucible." Now that I have it for a week, I should go ahead and watch it.

In other news, my dad has been offered a position. Hmm. Now that I think of it, that's probably meaningless to everyone since I don't say much about what my dad does. I'm not sure it will have a major impact on my life, but I don't really know. It's a position where he's already working, and now he's just praying for wisdom about making a rather long-term commitment.

Well, I've started working on storyboarding my instructional web site, which I'm planning to do on writing essays. I think I may be able to have that completed before November 17th. That class has become so boring...I think I'm past the stuff that I didn't know. Is the second half of semesters in easy classes always this way? I suppose that's possible. Other people are doing really high-quality work, but I guess I've kind of prioritized. Oh, well. Maybe the content for these instructional pages will take me a while to develop. I would love to be able to show it to my English teacher (I may just e-mail her the link when I'm done). I probably should also ask her if she minds me using some of what I have heard in class...pretty general stuff, actually. I think I can avoid some citing of sources if I really make the standard information "my own." Since I really am planning to teach English, this is probably one of the most appropriate topics I could choose.=)

LOL! I left the house at 5:30 this morning...with the intention of studying for my science test once I got to school (which I did by 6:00). Well, I did do some studying, but then I ended up sleeping in my car. Oh, well...at least I did get into my classroom at about 7:15 (half an hour before class began), and I got to study with a bunch of other people who straggled in and wanted to know the answers that they couldn't find in the book themselves. My science teacher came and found us all studying together...and he kindly decided to have mercy on us and let us have the test before the lecture. Some of the questions were...STUPID! LOL. One of the things he told us to know was the basic tenet of cell theory. Now, the cell theory states that living things are made up of cells, and that cells only come from preexisting cells (which came from where? But that's not part of the theory). So he had a true/false question, which said that "Living things are made up of cells, and cells develop out of thin air." Several of the questions were that way, and the one extra credit question (worth 5 points in addition to the test's 100 points) was VERY easy...especially because he told us what it was in advance. He told us about everything in advance. Now, I don't think I did perfectly...I really didn't study as much as I had hoped...but the test really was easy. We will see when he grades the tests...

I turned in my anti-flirting paper with great trepidation (okay, not quite) because my English teacher lectured on punctuation before she had us turn in our essays. I'm afraid mine could be full of unnecessary commas, but she has not commented on my commas in any of my work so far, so I'm hoping that it won't be a problem. She also talked about semicolons and colons (I happen to love both) and their correct usages. She said that she didn't really start using semicolons until she was in graduate school...which amazed me. It does explain, though, why I see so many periods in the writing of undergraduates. I absolutely hate a stream of short, choppy sentences, and I'll do anything possible to avoid using periods. Okay, that's not quite true...but I usually have as many independent clauses in one sentence as is reasonably possible. Anyway, I do use semicolons AND colons (even if I don't use them quite as much on LJ), and she has not had a problem with my usage of them. My assignment is bothering me just a bit, though, because we are supposed to analyze poetry. I do not like poetry or any form of abstract art--whether it's in literal pictures or in word pictures. Well, I can't say that I really don't like it because it's more that I don't understand it. Hopefully by the time we complete all our assignments on whichever poem we pick out of the bunch, I'll know something about analyzing poetry.

I spent my entire afternoon working on my ETEC midterm...a take home exam that I didn't do at home because I didn't end up having time to do it (especially while I was preparing for my science test). In class, I worked on my PP presentation, which actually isn't due until November 17th. I hope to have it done at least by next week.

My history teacher was late to class today (remember, now, that he's the guy who very much prefers that people be punctual)...because of a doctor's appt. at 2 this afternoon (class was at 4:45). He's going to have surgery on his eye (I'm not sure if it's the one that has been recovering or the other one) on the twenty-fourth, and he will be out for four weeks...which means that the students will be in an interesting situation. He said he will do what he can to make sure we don't suffer from it...and he also said that was his main concern about this whole thing...much more even than how the surgery and being out would affect him. Anyway, I'm really sorry that he'll be gone for so long...especially since I suspect that any substitute we might get would be terrible in comparison. Oh, that reminds me of the other thing I wanted to say...I got my grade back on my history test. Out of five questions that I was unsure about, I got four wrong. This was a 50-question test. For three of the questions that I got wrong, the teacher decided that he had either not been clear enough in the lecture or he had presented the questions unclearly...so he restored credit for all three of them (something he said he will not do again) AND I had the credit for the 2-point bonus question (each of the test questions were worthy two points). What this means is that I got 92% on the test, but that my grade is 100%. I feel like I should do the extra credit work he offered to make it more fair somehow, but my mom reminded me that I do have other things to do. So I am posting an LJ entry instead.;-) I'll do the extra credit thing on the next test, since I doubt that I'll get 100%, so a 2-point project would make it worthwhile if I got anything short of 100. =)

Well, we shall see if I do any more such long LJ entries for a while. I love telling everyone about my day (boring as it really was), but living my days is requiring a lot more time than it previously took. LOL! I'm afraid my grades are not very good incentive for me to study more, but I still feel that I should do it...so...adios!

Or was it? I don't know. But my math teacher singled me out in front of EVERYONE as having gotten the highest grade in the class! She asked me if I was offended (which I did not answer...the opportunity passed before I could respond), and I wasn't, but I couldn't help thinking, "Thanks a lot! Now what's everyone going to think of me?" I mean, I am so far from being the most brilliant in the class that it's almost sad. Most of them "get it" a whole lot faster than I do--in fact, about a week ahead of me...which is their problem, By the time I get it, they have forgotten it. Most of the class seems to be failing...they are discussing having Ws on their transcripts instead of Ds or Fs. I would like for my transcript to be all As, but that may be a bit ambitious.

Ah, well. I got up late this morning, and I didn't have as much time to use makeup to cover up my fatigue--so I'm sure the whole world could tell that I'm tired. I skipped breakfast, which was a rather bad move since by the time I got to WalMart after the math class, I was having a hard time thinking at all. I went to work, and was basically all alone...but I found things to do. My mom called me there to let me know that the ladies ensemble would be rehearsing just after I got off work...and that the visitation at the funeral home would be at about the same time. I wore a denim skirt both places.=\

Now I need to do homework. My science teacher wants me (and all my classmates) to have notes Monday for a discussion on propaganda related to global warming, the ozone layer, etc. My first biology test (over eight chapters) will be on October 13th. My crtique paper is basically done, although I suppose I will keep editing and reprinting, which is really a little annoying. I should just put it in my folder and forget about it until Sunday night, and just do a final checkover then.

I need to storyboard a PowerPoint presentation for ETEC. And I need to study for my first history exam, which is on nine lectures. I think I mostly know the material (from taking LOTS of notes, typing them up, reading the text, writing more things down, etc.) But I would like to get as close to 100% as possible. I picked up a package of scantron sheets today. My history teacher wants to make it pretty easy on himself, I guess.;-) He won't do class at all Wednesday because he is taking exams himself from 8 to 3 that day.

Oh, and I need to work on my lab reports for science. Now, that really isn't all that much...but it's not like a have a lot of time to do it, so what am I doing here? Haha. I am procrastinating, as usual. I need to go.

Is when you go home from your biology lab thinking that the only value was in that you didn't fall asleep...because you certainly didn't learn anything--nothing new, that is. Oh, but home schooling at its finest is when your fourteen-year-old brother sets up an entire lab and gets the microscopes focused and ready for you to view...cells.=) I will not bore you with what I saw (even though it did interest me), but I must say that this morning's lab was quite a disappointment. My lab partners (two girls) and I could not figure out how to use the microscope. For the first large things, one of the guys near us kindly assisted us...but on the small stuff, we asked our instructor to help us...and we basically did not see anything. When one of the girls asked if we would get points taken off for not seeing anything, our instructor said, "No, that's the lab." I was ready to laugh right then and there...chances are that I actually did. I really don't remember. I laugh so much throughout a day that it's impossible to keep track of all of them! Anyway, I wanted to conquer that lab...so my brother is helping me with that.

My ETEC teacher said that we're much more interactive than her Tuesday/Thursday class. She said that they won't talk to her! LOL! One of the guys (a clown, as he has come to prove himself in the last week...I hadn't even realized he had existed in the previous weeks) takes all the credit for how friendly the class is.;-)

You know, now that I'm thinking of it...I think I laughed in all of my classes today. In English, we "discussed" our critique papers (which are due next week...I should start working on mine)...covering the topic of logical fallacies. Many of the examples given and discussed were quite ridiculous, IMO, but I'm not the teacher...and what interests the students works, right? Sometimes I wonder if I'm learning anything in that class...most of my learning occurs outside the classroom, I suppose.

And history is funny as ever. My teacher there said that the tests this semester will be very "streamlined" because he's working on a doctoral something or other. I would say dissertation, but I think that is not what he said...I just don't remember what he DID say. Somehow, I thought it had something to do with exams...maybe it did. Hmm. Anyway, he said that we are supposed to have a writing component in our class, so he's willing to have us do extra credit movie reviews. Do any of you know where I might find out how to do a movie review for a history class? I'm going to look it up myself, but if you have any really good suggestions off the top of your head, I'm very interested.=)

I went to bed after one this morning, and arose before six. Something just isn't working. I felt like I was going to fall out of my chair in the lecture part of my biology class. I am very much looking forward to the tests! LOL! They are bound to be more fun than the lectures. Somehow, I doubt that they'll take up an entire class period, though. Oh, well. Anyway, all that to say that I'm very tired. And I need to go to work tomorrow--just a half day, though, since my brothers have a trumpet lesson in the afternoon.

Something I've been thinking about a lot lately is swearing. Actually, I don't really know what people mean by that term...every time I read in Christian books (or classics) that someone uttered "an oath" or cursed, etc., I can't help wondering what was so bad that they wouldn't put it into print. Anyway, I was just thinking about this because, while the students at my school don't have particularly foul mouths (at least, I don't think they do), many of them do use rather common slang expressions that I think are unpleasant and often inappropriate. For the mildest of mild, a favorite word is "junk," and that is how one of the students in my math class casually referred to the teacher's notes--when he was talking to her (when he wasn't, his expression was less mild). Now, this is a very common word for younger people to use...and I am not suggesting that those who abuse it are in any way less moral than those who do not, but I consider it a rather neutral example of something that many young people are guilty of, but with more offensive terminology. I don't know where to go with that, though, so I'll leave it there and get on with what I was going to say...

Which is, what do you think swearing is? Lately, I've been realizing how much I do (intentionally or unintentionally) avoid saying certain words...but I have lots of substitutes. Instead of anything even approaching words like "dang" or "darn" (which I hate typing, even!)...or "shoot," I click my tongue, say something rather intelligent, talk to myself (usually moving my lips, thinking of plain terms that are not taboo, but still not quite respectful), or say words like "goodness." Now if someone casually uses a word that is on my taboo list, but his/her intention is no different than mine in what I do...in other words, what they say is just as casual for them as what I say is for me...then where is the real difference between us? I don't know...I've just been thinking about that.

Anyway...I've got a math test on Friday, so I should probably do my homework (which I haven't even looked at). Actually, I should probably go to bed soon. I need to see if my brother will do a specimen from the inside of my mouth...

I'm at school.=) In the library, in fact. I have three hours until my next class and rather than waste gas or time going home, I just stay here and do homework or read. I decided I'd try to use the computer today...although I should probably be in the computer lab for that. I still don't have things figured out here, which is a little annoying, but totally my fault.

I have my essay done...I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I wrote pages and pages of notes, then (mostly without looking at them) wrote a four-paragraph essay. Usually thinking about things for a while does help me condense them. Logical conclusion: if I thought before typing up LJ entries, they'd probably be much shorter.;)

Today will be my first history class, since the teacher was out for eye surgery last week and Labor Day began this week. I'm not sure what to expect. He already assigned us readings and gave us terms to define (mostly from the text). I think it would help if I read ALL of the text instead of just the portions he assigned, but I was up until after midnight getting ready for today, and then I got up at a little before six. After I get home this evening (my last class ends at six), I will be going off to church...so I don't really feel like being tired.

I should go look and see if I can find a restful book to read during my three-hour break.;-)