Off Topic

Okay, so I'm going to go totally off topic tonight and talk about Merlin, the BBC tv show. 

It is amazing. I love the acting in this, even if some of the things they do are a little annoying (such as the fact that I've been told Morgana turns evil, even though she's not really even inclined toward that where I am right now, in the middle of the second season. 

Mind you, my best friend has watched most of the second season already.  She doesn't provide me with spoilers, but she's irritated that Morgana is one of my two favorite characters - the other is Arthur.  And go figure, I like Arthur and Morgana together.  In this particular version, though I've heard some that say that she's Arthur's sister, she is King Uther's ward.  Her father was killed in Uther's service, and he was Uther's closest friend before his death. 

I happen to like Arthur/Morgana still, though they've toned a lot of hints of that down in the second season so far, unfortunately.  I also like Gwen/Lancelot...and Merlin with no one, really...maybe Freya, but I'm not really sure at the moment to be honest.  And she seems like a character of the day.  And the last time I liked a character of the day as the romance of a main character, she died.  Great, right?

So, I have to say, the first season of Merlin was amazing.  The second season is almost as good, but not quite.  They really did find some great actors and actresses to play characters of the day recurring characters.  Like Morgaus, who apparently shows up in season three...I wouldn't know, since I'm only in season two, and there are only like three episodes of that released and online so far.

I like having people put it up, though, when it's only aired in Britain.  It's nice to be able to actually watch it...

And now I'm going to go back to rooting for Arthur/Morgana in the episode I'm watching...

Tuesday Was....Lecture, Lab, Lecture, Extra Credit...And Today..

I had to go to a lecture last  night after I was done with Bio lab today...and while the lecture was quite interesting at points, I could barely hear the speaker because people were talking.  And I had extra credit stuff to do for Bio, as well.

Our class average on the first test was seven points below what Dr. C wanted it to be, so he handed out a set of questions that were seven points in total of extra credit.  The catch is that they was that they were due at 9 AM this morning.  You don't have to do it, but it would be good.  And if you're not satisfied with your grade, it is highly recommended.  I, personally, am not satisfied, so I turned it in

So, I spent like three hours trying to do that last night.  I don't know how much I got right, and I took a wild guess on at least one or two, but hey, what can it hurt?  If I get the points, I get the points.

And then I had reading to do for Bio, too, and I have to worry about my History test on Friday.  Yay.

Today was actually pretty good, after I got over the fact that I didn't get the grade I wanted for the class.  And then I went to Yoga with Tank, and it was awesome.  I think I need to get a mat for it, though...

Bed now...just like usual...  I get to sleep in this time!  Yay!  No class at 9:30 tomorrow!

Just Great...

I'm having a bad day.

Well, I suppose I should say that I had a bad day.  It's pretty much over now, which I'm happy about.  I don't like it when I have bad days.  It's beyond frustrating, and I don't enjoy it at all.

The best part is, I still have the rest of the week to go.  And looming at the very end is a history test that I know I'll do fine on, but the fact that it's looming isn't a good feeling.

So, I'm really not going to go into detail on why my day was so bad.  I don't want to, and I probably need to head to bed soon, since I have class at 8 AM tomorrow.  Yay...

BEARS!!

My dad surprised me with tickets to the Bears-Packers game about a week ago. 

Tonight, I actually got to go see the game - it was amazing!!!  Despite the fact that the Bears aren't exactly playing like the undefeated team they are, it really was great. 

For one thing, Devin Hester decided not to have dance practice on the field and zig-zag all over like he has been.  He actually ran the punt all the way back to the endzone in a relatively straight line - it was about as straight as he could make it with guys trying to push other guys into his way and knock him down, as it were.  And he only had one butterfingers moment where he dropped a ball he should have had. 

That, for one, was awesome.  That and Johnny Knox's talent could really make the Bears great if they actually use them right.  We've got a bunch of great players who can catch a football, and a great quarterback when you actually keep the defense from getting to him.

It's not Cutler's fault that the offensive line that is supposed to keep the defense off of him fails to do what they're paid millions to do.  It's not his fault that the offensive coordinator tells him to throw to spots rather than people. 

Either way, that was an awesome game, and my throat's a bit sore from screaming...

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday

I don't really have a whole lot to say about today.  I'm rather tired at this point, too, so that does not help. 

Really.  It doesn't. 

But it's been a pretty good day.  I'm all done with my homework for tomorrow, and I just have a lab report to write for Tuesday, and a book to reread for English that day so I can take the quiz.  I'm currently hoping that there aren't many, if any, questions from the documentary we watched on Thursday on it.  I'm still trying to get that completely out of my head.  It was graphic and horrific, and I SO would have appreciated a disclaimer on that so I didn't almost get sick watching it. 

But, yeah.  That and homework, and spending a bit of time with Tank was all I did today, really.  And I finished Sherlock and watched Merlin.  That was fun. 

I'm going to bed...

King/Queen of the Hill....or Bench

I have to say, today has been awesome. 

Mom and Grandma came up today with my little sister to have lunch with me.  I miss them so much and it was so great to see them.  We went to Chili's, which is my most recent favorite restaurant.  Their Cajun Pasta is amazing.

Lunch was awesome, and not because of the food.  I also gave Grandma a tour around the campus, which I apparently did well on.  That's good, I suppose.  I also found out that I got a package when I was showing them one of the buildings.  They put these blue slip/notecard-like things in our mailboxes when we get packages, only the one that I got was SO not there yesterday.  That might have had something to do with the fact that I checked at like ten o'clock in the morning...but it does say that the package arrived on the twenty-third, which was Thursday.  Whatever, though.  I just have to wait until Monday.  Fun, fun, fun.

Did I mention that I cut my finger on a string a few days ago?  Brilliant, right?  Only I would do that.

After Mama, Grandma, and my sister left (which was really sad and not fun seeing them leave), I ended up finishing the last episode of this BBC series I've been watching, which is called Sherlock.  It's an amazing show, that's for sure. The guy who plays Sherlock Holmes is amazing - he is to Sherlock what Christopher Eccleston is to Doctor Who.  Meaning he's perfect for the part, and his acting is simply amazing.  Mind you, the only reason I'm comparing them is that Christopher Eccleston is my favorite Doctor.  Probably always will be (I love Nine (Eccleston), though I haven't seen a whole lot of Ten - David Tennant - or Eleven - Will Smith, I think the guy's name was). 

I digress.  Sherlock is amazing.  I'm not thrilled by some of the references in it, but it's great otherwise.  Sherlock is brilliant - he has the most amazing sense of deduction, and he noticed almost every minuscule detail.  He calls himself a 'high-functioning sociopath' (in the first episode) but I'm not really sure that fit, to be honest.  Not that it really matters.

Now I'm back to finishing up Season 2 of Merlin so that I can watch Season 3, which has just started coming out in England, and my last Netflix DVD, which has been sitting in my desk (yes, in my desk) for almost the whole month I've been here.  Great, right?

I ended up doing History homework with Tank, and then we went to have dinner at the BBC (which is our cafe, not to be confused with the television station) with Armadillo.  That was fun.

And then we watched another movie (Howl's Moving Castle, which is one of my all-time favorites.  Armadillo had never seen it, and he liked it, so we're happy about that).  Then Tank and I ended up watching Armadillo play various video games that he kept changing because he got tired of one or another.  That's him for you, though. 

We ended up going outside after that - I had to go put the DVD back in my room first, and when I walked outside, Armadillo and Tank were having a mini-war over the bench and trying to keep each other off of it for the heck of it.  I joined in and it became an all-out war. Tank and I won.  It was so much fun!  And it was great exercise, and none of us could stop laughing.  It was seriously great.

And I got to talk to my best friend amidst this - that was a great talk.  I miss her a lot, too...

And I'm off to bed now that I've updated this, as I need to get up and get ready for church at a reasonable time tomorrow morning.  I've already got my outfit picked out.  Yay.

It's Over...

The tests are over.  Thank goodness.

So, yeah.  My day went pretty well after the tests.  I feel like I did pretty well in Chemistry, but not so much in Biology.  What's done is done, though.  Can't change it now.  I guess I'll just have to wait and see.  I might have done a whole lot better than I thought.  I doubt it, though. 

Most of the rest of my day has been spent with Tank and Armadillo.  They're awesome, for sure.  We really do have a blast.  Like when we were watching Castle on Monday.  That was so much fun.  We watched Ever After (great movie) and just hung out together for the most part. 

All in all, it was a really great day, but I'm really tired at this point.  So, I'm off to bed once again...

Oh, the Joy of Tests

I hate taking tests.  And above all, I hate taking two tests on the same day.  And having to study for both of them at the same time.  It makes me very nervous.  Very, very nervous.  Almost as much as when my instructors were saying that we needed to study.  Yeah. 

I suppose I shouldn't complain, though.  I only have a Chemistry and Biology test.  A couple of guys in my class actually have a Psychology test the same day.  They have like five hours between them, but still, that's not fun. 

I'm just a little scarred - okay, a lot scared - that I'm going to fail them.  And I can't fail them, because I need those grades, and if I don't get them, I can't go to Vet School after college. Joy of all joys...

I put a lot of pressure on myself.  And I need to go back to studying.

Just Another Day with Tests Looming

Today has been a great day for the most part.  The only problem I've had is the fact that my Biology and Chemistry profs keep mentioning the fact that there is a test in both of those classes on Friday.  Ten minutes apart on Friday, I might add. 

I'm not looking forward to having to do both of them within that space of time, and I'll admit that I'm a tad freaked out.  Thankfully, I only have a tiny bit of homework and some reading for History to finish.  Okay, so I actually need to start the reading.  I have the Constitution to read, and about thirteen pages of the textbook.  So, ick.  There are two sets of discussion questions to do as well.  Double ick. 

And the best part is, my roommate is sick.  She thinks she picked up strep throat from a friend of hers in the other hall.  That would be awesome, wouldn't it?  Yeah, I know, sarcasm isn't a very good idea, but I'm just thrilled by that, since I usually end up getting sick when other people around me do...  So, yeah.  I can't say I'm happy about that, and I'm hoping that it's not by tomorrow night...

Every Once in a While

It was really nice to be able to relax today.  I did all of my homework for today on Sunday or Monday, and it was nice to just have to do tomorrow's homework and all today.  It gave me an opportunity to actually not have to worry too much about all that I have to do.  Admittedly there are two tests looming on Friday (Chem AND Bio, only ten minutes apart!), but I've been calm enough and relaxed enough that things have gone well.

I've actually even had a chance to catch up on my writing a bit, which I think is a very good thing.  I've got a ton of writing I want to do in my spare time, and I can't get to it usually...like the Netflix that I've had for a month and have only gotten about halfway through...  Whoops? 

At this point, however, I am going to go to bed, considering that I am tired and must get up at 6:30 in the morning.  Good night...

Castle!

A warning, this post is bound to be a bit shallow.  And possibly filled with a few spoilers.

My favorite show on TV right now is the one about a mystery writer and a homicide detective - Richard Castle and Kate Beckett, respectively.  The show is now in its third season as of tonight's premier, and it is phenominal. 

I've been told that it's like Bones, only better.  I don't like Bones, though. Too much gore.  Castle, however, is perfect.  It's a whole lot cleaner for one, and there's usually not a whole lot of actual gore.

Tonight's episode was amazing.  I'd seen the first eight minutes on the preview ABC released a while ago, and I loved it.  But, it left it at a double cliffhanger.  So, I had to wait until tonight to actually see the rest of the show.  It was worth the wait, that's for sure.  Three months of waiting after screaming at the television during the live broadcast of the season finale was worth it.  Except for the part where (spoiler) Castle is in a relationship. 

Me being me, I'm a Caskett (Castle/Beckett) fan and I want them to get together, though it would probably end the series, from what I've been told.  Either way, it was a great episode, and I hope I wasn't too spoilery. 

I do find it funny, however, that Beckett's frustration with Castle is that he won't go away for the longest time, and when he's gone, she misses him desperately.  Interesting, really...

School Again...

Today was back to school, as usual.  Got up, went to church (with the bishop giving the homily and con-celebrating!), had a great time at coffee hour because I got to see most of the people who usually come to church there, and a bunch of other people who don't usually go there. 

Then, it was the long trip back, sitting in the car talking to Mama while trying to do homework.  I say trying because I got very little done.  I actually only have a lab report to write for Tuesday at this point - otherwise, I'm done, so I'm rather happy about that.  I still have a chem lab report to do this week, but that's not due until Thursday, which is good, at this point.

But yeah, not a whole lot of things to say right now.  I miss my family, as usual, and I'm wishing that I was at home...my trips home go much too fast when I go.  And then it takes forever to get to the next one.  I have to wait like three weeks this time to actually get to go home again.  I hate waiting so long. 

And now, off to bed, since I have class at 8 AM tomorrow...

Why is it Always Crazy?

It seems like that's all my life ever is anymore.  Crazy, crazy, crazy.  I'm constantly going, even without Theology this semester (which I'm thankful for, all things considered.  I don't think I could handle another class when I had labs when I did) and only History Club as my outside of class stuff.

But seriously.  It seems like all I ever do is homework and go to class anymore.  I don't really like that part.  I love everything else, but all of the homework is going to kill me eventually.

I shouldn't complain, though.  I, at least, take the time when I need it and don't end up pulling all-nighters light some kids do.  My roommate tried to do that and failed.  She ended up sleeping for three hours instead of staying up working.  It was kind of interesting, in that regard...and then there was the lamp incident, which resulted from her going home last week and staying out really, really late, getting back at 2:30, waking up at 4:30, and not being able to sleep again until after classes.  It was quite interesting, and it is a story for another time.  I have church tomorrow, and I have to get up early.  Off to bed with me...

Back at Home Again

I'm back home, now!  I'm happy about that, for sure.  I'm back this time for a church function tomorrow, and to go to church on Sunday.  I'm watching Robin Hood series two right now, while I watch my little sister.  I have a ton of work to do this weekend, though.  A bunch of reading (for Chemistry, History, and Biology), a lab report to write up for Biology (that's due Tuesday), and an essay for English (which is also due Tuesday).  And I happen to know for a fact that I have two tests this coming week - Biology and Chemistry, both on Friday.  Ten minutes apart.  Starting at 8 AM.  I can't say that it will be easy, or that I'll be able to do well on both of them, but I'm going to try.

Funny thing is that they (my Chemistry and Biology profs) talked about making sure that they weren't on the same days.  I find it slightly amusing on one regard that they managed to do that anyway...

Another really funny thing is what my Biology teacher said today.  We were talking about cells and what a Golgi Apparatus was at one point, and he was a little behind as far as where class time was.  So, in summary of the Golgi Apparatus, he said "Funny name, looks like pancakes, does magic!"  It was so funny that the whole class started laughing.  He really is a hoot sometimes.  It's like he never sleeps, the way he's constantly bouncing around with energy.  He doesn't seem like he's more than a college graduate, but he's got a Ph.D. and everything.  Dr. C is pretty awesome in a lot of ways.  He's a very interesting teacher, to say the least...

Thursday Night...

I suppose I'm going through a lot of these nights where I really don't have a lot of things to say.  Or I'm too tired to post, like now, when I've just managed to finish all of my homework and I'm exhausted.  And it's only like 9:30 at night.

Hence, I've not got a lot to say, and I'm practically falling asleep at the keyboard.  I don't really know why I'm this tired right now, to be honest.  I shouldn't be.  I've gotten enough sleep, and I haven't been working THAT hard.  I've been doing all of my work, yes, but I haven't been doing things like running on campus or anything.  Or going to the fitness center or anything.  I should, though.

That said, I'm going to bed.  Good night.

Heroes Die

Yesterday I mentioned that most of my favorite characters die.  I can think of a large number of them, but I will refrain from actually stating many of them, as most of them die later on in their books, movies, or shows.  Mainly they seem to be the heroes, whether they are the main hero or a more understated one that no one really sees as a hero.

A good example of the former is Anakin Solo.  He was one of my favorite characters of all time from the Star Wars Expanded Universe.  I've ranted about him and how he shouldn't have died, or how his fate was never actually set in stone as far as death - the book he died in never actually said that he was dead.  Just gone.  Which means he could have just passed out or something.  That, however, is yet another blog post for later when I'm in the mood to just rant about Star Wars.  I've done that before, too.

Anyway, Anakin Solo.  He was a hero in the big sense of the word.  Everyone in his world - his galaxy - knew that he was the best hope for the war against the Yuuzhan Vong.  He was the obvious hero.  And he died because he was being stupid and went off on his own when he was wounded.  Some boys (granted, not all) are really stupid sometimes.  That is one example.

So, he died, and everyone mourned him.  As a Hero.  (Yes, there is a reason for the capital h.)

An opposite example is Archie Kennedy.  He is a character from the Hornblower series.  He is a character in the books, but he's not a major one, and he's actually very different from the character in the movies.  In the movies, he's actually a combination between several characters. The character that I'm referring to as the one I like is the one in the movies, played by Jamie Bamber (who also happens to be in Battlestar Galactica, which I have never watched...but I've heard that it's quite popular).  He starts out as this very young seeming Midshipman when he meets Horatio, and they become friends as they serve together on the Justinian.  They overcome a few trials together as friends, and they go on to serve as officers on the Indefatigable under Captain Sir Edward Pellew.

The first four movies are spent on the Indy, and they go through things like helping out with a rebellion against Napoleon in France and many other things.

Eventually, they are transferred to a different ship after both of them are promoted to leftenant (lieutenant).  The captain is paranoid and rather ill, and eventually it leads him to fall down a ladder into the hold...only he claims to have been pushed, and that there was mutiny going on.  Which, conveniently, there was.  For the first time since he had thought there was.  In the end, the four lieutenants forced the physician to declare the captain unfit for duty because of the way he was acting.  He took that as mutiny, and things only went downhill from there.

Once they ended up where they were stationed in the Indies, after a huge battle, the lieutenants were put on trial for mutiny, and the fact that someone had supposedly pushed Captain Sawyer into the hold.

In the end, a very injured Archie Kennedy walks all the way from his bed in the holding cell/infirmary (Hornblower and Buckland, the two who were not injured had cells, while Bush and Archie were in a barred infirmary or sorts) to the courthouse in full uniform, even though he's had a fever and is recovering from a gunshot wound to the gut.  He confesses that he pushed Captain Sawyer, even though he didn't.  Just so that he can save the lives of his friends.  He died because of that, and not because the punishment for mutiny was hanging.  Because, in walking all the way there on his own right and taking the blame, he pushed himself too hard and his body failed. 

If it hadn't been for the way he gave his own life for Hornblower and Bush, they never would have lived.  They and Buckland would have been hanged.  He sacrificed himself for his best friend in the world, Horatio, and he was happy to do it.  He was a hero in ever sense of the word.

But it's still odd that nearly all of my favorite characters die.  I think it is because I always pick the noble, heroic ones.  Does that say anything odd about my taste in characters?

Another Crazy Day and Short Entry

Today has really been crazy.  Between class and Lab and it just being crazy, I honestly can't think of a single thing to say.  English is fun, but I have another essay to write.  This one is connecting the work of James Agee and Walker Evans from Let Us Now Praise Famous Men.  We have to pick one picture from the photos that Evans took, and connect it to Agee's text from the book.

Easier said than done, I say.  Particularly since I'm absolutely not sure where to go.  At all.  Or what picture to choose.  Ugh.  I love my class (and I did love the readings from A Canticle for Leibowitz that we were doing...until I got to the end of the first book in the novel...and it ended tragically...why do my favorite characters always die?  That can be a subject for tomorrow), but I dislike the essays.

It is English Composition, though, and I really shouldn't be complaining.  I'm glad I'm not an English major, that's for sure.  I don't like writing essays, for all I love creative writing.  Or maybe it's academic writing.  I don't know.  I just know that I don't really want to write this essay, and I'm going to anyway.  Such is life...

Busy, Busy Once Again

Today has been really busy - go figure.  I had my usual three classes, plus the freshman program stuck in there, too.  So, I was out of my room from 8 AM to noon.  And then I had lunch with a girl in my history class who sits next to me.  She's really nice, and we have a lot in common, includingt the fact that we were both homeschooled for our whole lives before coming here for college. 

My roommate also got back around 2:30 this morning.  I wasn't aware of this fact, as I was out cold long before then, but she was awake when I got up this morning (surprising, really) after only two hours of sleep.  She's currently napping because she's so tired.  Two hours of sleep will do that to you. 

And I'm just finishing up rereading stuff for English and then I'm done with all of the homework I have to do tonight.  So, just the rest of the stuff I need to do this week, which shouldn't be too hard.  And, on the plus side, the essay for bio is done and edited.  I just need to send it to my prof, and I'm good to go on that count.  Now it's just a bunch of other stuff left that I shall be doing tomorrow.  Fun, fun, fun. 

...Okay, Maybe Not So Much

So, maybe I lied about having a most interesting blog post today.  I spent most of my day studying in my room.  Unfortunately.  I ran into my mentor for the freshman program while at the on-campus cafe, but that's really the only thing I can think of that is remotely interesting to say. 

That's probably a bad thing.  Mind you, I've gotten a lot of my homework for the week done already (I'm proud of myself) and what I have left is very manageable, to say the least.  Just reading and discussion questions for history, the pre-lab work and a little reading for chemistry, and some reading and homework for biology.  I'm already done with all of this week's reading for compostion, so pretty much done, since both of the essays are just about done...one of them just needs to be edited.

On another note, my roommate still hasn't come back after she left on Friday.  It's now Sunday night, and there's been no sign of her....  Well, we'll see if she's back by the time I get up tomorrow, then...

When Nothing Happens...

It's been a rather boring day so far.  There's not a whole lot left, of course, but the point remains.  As far as the day goes, I managed to oversleep (I was not happy) and then kill about half of the homework I needed to finish over the weekend.  I just need to finish my bio paper and do the reflective response due in a couple of days and most of the big stuff will be out of the way. 

That being said, all I really did today was homework and goofing off.  I cannot say that I truly did anything remotely interesting today, and I'm actualy fairly tired right now.  Because of that, sadly, I do not have a whole lot to say.  Hopefully tomorrow will be better as far as a blog entry...

Mafia Mania

Most of my night tonight was spent playing Live Mafia, which is basically the same as the regular card game.  If you've ever played said regular card game, you know what I'm talking about - the one where if you get a face card, you're a member of the mafia and you kill people until you get caught.  If you get a joker, you're a nurse/angel, and you can save someone who's dead, or someone in general, depending on how you play the game. 

We spent a good two and a half hours playing two rounds of that game.  It was so much fun!  At first, it was really freaky, because everyone was jumpy and all creeped out.  You could hear the screaming a mile away, practically.

I spent the first round wandering around, mainly.  One of the other girls and I actually saw one of the 'mafia' kill two people and then bolt.  It was actually rather amusing in a number of ways.  The second round I did the same thing basically.  I was a random townsperson both times.  Go figure.  Admittedly, I actually kind of wanted to be one of the 'mafia' during the second round...it would have been kind of interesting. 

At this point, I'm really tired.  I'm going to head to bed in a few minutes.  Sleeping in tomorrow.  Yay.

My Luck

It's just my luck that I keep having days that make me a little more than flustered.  With yesterday and the incidents that happened then, today should have been easy...but no.  Not only did I leave my water bottle in my English classroom (it has since been retrieved, no worse for being lost), but I just can't rememeber things that I need to remember.

On the plus side, all of my homework (which I think is going to quickly become the bane of my existance)  is done, and I know there's going to be a quiz on either Tuesday or Thursday in English.  I don't know which reading it will be on, but I suspect that it will not be on the novel that we're reading (A Canticle for Leibowitz), which we're three chapters into so far.  Great book, by the way.  I'd definitely recommend it. 

So, two essays, some editing on another essay, lots of reading, and another quiz that I need to do over the weekend...life is crazy.  Crazy, crazy, crazy. 

Hopefully tomorrow will be a better, less flustering day. 

Only a little over a week until I get to go home...

Why?

Today has not really been my day for trying to get this post written.  I've wasted more time than I can figure out trying to get my internet (I've been at it for more than an hour and a half, at least) to be nice to me so that I can get on here.  Firefox doesn't want to work...and Internet Explorer doesn't really either. 

That most likely would be because EVERYONE on campus is trying to do their homework online.  Which somehow deprives the person who actually did their homework earlier from getting on the internet...I'm not sure that's exactly fair, but there's not much I can do about it.  Except maybe do my homework later...which is a very bad idea.  Knowing me, I would somehow manage to fall asleep reading, even if it was say...A Canticle for Leibowitz, which my English Comp class is supposed to read for tomorrow.  I, however, have been done with my homework for hours.  I've just been battling computer issues rather than being productive.  And that kind of annoys me.

On the plus side, I went to the History Club meeting, and it was actually quite interesting - we're going to be having a masquerade dance for Halloween, which is going to be awesome.  No doubt about that.  I'm rather excited for that. There are also a few other things that were figured out (like trips to see historical stuff and so on - one of the things we're going to go see is a war museum, which should prove to be very intersting), and it was overall pretty cool.  Definitely something I'll go back to, I think. 

And I'm off to bed, since this is now posted...I just hope that this doesn't happen every night for the rest of the semester...

Trolls

There aren't a whole lot of things that bug me as much as trolls do.  Now, I don't mean the school mascots for the schools that have them as such.  I mean those people who post nasty things or lurk in forums intent on bashing people.

They are, to say the very least, one of my biggest pet peeves. And I mean one of my very biggest.

It's cruel and just plain horrible to pick on someone for no reason.  It's even worse when you think you're right for doing something like that.  People do not deserve flames for their creativity. 

If you're going to give them constructive criticism, you don't need to be rude.  You don't need to be harsh.  Be gentle and tell them why you didn't like what they did.  You don't have to bite their head off just because they don't characterize someone properly or something.  You don't need to simply tell them that you don't like it.  Find something that you actually like about their work, and tell them that you like that, and then you can tell them what they did 'wrong' and how to improve it.

People who flame irritate me to no end.  I block flamers.  What annoys me even more is when said flamers retaliate and send you an annoying note from another account.  And then they don't ever let it go. 

Flamers need new hobbies.  I am not one of said hobbies.  Nor should anyone else be.  End of story. 

And tomorrow, we will return to our regular rant-free programing.  Thank you.

Back to Work

So, I'm back to school today.  Sitting in my dorm room right now, actually.  I miss home already. 

Today was quite fun, though, other than the homework that I had to do.  It was mostly reading, and the history assignment was actually quite interesting.  It just took forever, that's all. 

Lunch was at Chili's today - that's one of my favorite restaurants.  Their Cajun Pasta (with chicken) is phenomenal,  as are their steaks.  The pasta is my absolute favorite, though.  It's absolutely amazing - it as a ton of flavor in every bite, and it's always wonderfully prepared. 

The rest of the day was quite, once Mom dropped me off here.  Dinner was tater tot cassarole (brought from home) and a cup of hot chocolate.  Yum. 

Off to bed.  'Night.

One Down, One to Go

Once again, I have managed to leave this until very late.  I need to stop doing that.  Whoops. 

Anyway, today was great - most of it was spent at church and then working on my essay for English Composition.  I did manage to finish it, for all it took two tries.  And two days.  Oh, well, it's done and I'm happy with it.  I'm just hoping that my teacher is, too. 

So, all that's left for tomorrow is some reading, an online history quiz, and going back to school.  Not really looking forward to leaving, but I know that I have to go back.  I have class on Tuesday, after all. 

The part I'm not looking forward to is that I have to write another essay for school.  The freshman thing requires a reflective response on the address given by the president of the school.  It's due a week from tomorrow...fun...

A Good Day

And I've started this one a little later than I meant to...okay, a lot later than I meant to.  I guess I'm not really that used to actually going to bed at a decent hour anymore.  I'm not exactly thrilled by that thought. 

Still, today has been a pretty good day - hanging out for most of the morning, hanging out with my best friend later, watching a movie with ice cream...  All in all, a pretty darn good day.  And, even better, I've gotten a nice chunk of my English essay out of the way.  I'm still a good 175 or so away from where I need to be (thank you required number of words...), but I don't think it will be too hard to do that tomorrow along with the reading I need to do for composition and history.  Then I'll be done with my homework for the weekend, and I'll be able to focus on the science stuff when I get back to school on Monday night and then again on Tuesday night after bio lab. 

It does look as though I'm going to be dropping Theology for this semester (which would make me feel a whole lot better, since I'm a little stressed about the other classes), but I think that will be okay, since I'll still be taking 15 credit hours and all.  I feel better about doing that, though, seeing as I spent between four and five hours studying last Thursday night.  It will be nice not to feel quite so burdened this semester.

One of the best things about this weekend is being able to spend it with my family and being able to go to my home church.  I like that.  I miss the people there a whole lot.  Probably because they're another family for me, and they are all so wonderful to me and everyone else who attends church there, visitor or member...

And I'm going to bed now.  Gotta get up early in the morning...

Home Again, Home Again

After class today, I got to go back home for the weekend!

It does make me wonder exactly why we start three days before a long weekend and disrupt the schedule (since we don't have class at all on Monday).  But hey, I'm not complaining.  I got to come home this weekend, after all. 

The only bad thing about that the Wii decided to stop working while I was gone. So no playing on it, or even doing the Wii Fit or anything else.  Oh, well.  I suppose watching TV is just as good...or not.  I don't get to hit (virtual) things (enemies) if that's the case.  I guess I can't really complain, though.

So, I just have an essay to write this weekend, and some reading to do for my history class - and a quiz for that class, too...

Essays and Disappearing Profs

This has been a really interesting day so far. 

English was great - I really enjoyed it, and, though I already have an essay to write for Tuesday, it's really a lot of fun.  My teacher is really nice, and he's an interesting teacher.

Theology didn't happen today.  I got there five minutes early as I usually do, and she wasn't there.  Only one of my other classes had had that happen, and it's not like you expect the prof to be at the classroom ten minutes early every time when it's an 8 AM class. 

So, we waited.  We just chatted and sat there. Ten minutes passed.  Fifteen minutes passed.  Twenty minutes passed. 

You get the idea.  Someone went to look for her, and they couldn't find her - she wasn't in her office, or where the class had (apparently) originally been. 

It was really weird, because no one knew anything.  No e-mails, no notes, nothing.  And I saw her when I was walking back from doing something after lab. 

I figure that something came up or something like that, but it still strikes me as odd.  I've never head a prof just not show up like that.  I've had one cancel, but never just not show up...

Lab was great, though I spent like five hours after that studying and doing homework.  Ugh.  I already hate homework again...

First Day of Class

So, classes started today.  I got my first taste of what looks like is going to be a rather difficult school year.  I'll admit, I'm a little worried about some of the things in it, like managing to get all As in every class and all.  And it's a necessity that I do, as well. 

I've got most of what I need to do done - I just have some reading to do before Friday and I have the pre-lab/lab for Chemistry to do.  I finished my History reading assignment, and I think I have some Bio to read tomorrow.  Things have been really crazy, to say the very least. 

Mainly, I think, because I spent the better part of a half an hour trying to get my stupid mailbox open.  I had three people help me before one finally got it, after like the tenth try.  It hated me.  I swear it did.

Then my roommate and I spent what was probably the better part of an hour or so talking about random stuff when I was trying to get my homework started. 

Other than the stupid mailbox - which is over my head, by the way!  I'm 5'4" and it's like six inches above me at the very least.  Ugh.  - the only thing that has gone wrong today is my whiteboard...it doesn't want to erase the stuff that it was supposed to let me erase.  They're dry erase markers, too!  It just won't come off!

So, yeah.  First day was good.  I love those classes...I'm only concerned about one tomorrow, that being composition.  I'm not an essay person, nor do I want to be.  Apparently I'm going to have to be, though, knowing my luck.  I had to do this assessment thing yesterday, and you either got like eight short answer questions that would only take like a half hour in total, or you got two essays.  I, being as lucky as I am, got the essays.  Can we say almost an hour and a half gone?  Eh.  At least I'm not graded on them and I was fairly satisfied with them.  That's all I can ask, really.  I still don't like them, though. 

I have three papers, I think, in total between Biology and History - there's two short ones in Bio and one on the Frederick Douglass book we have for History.  I'm not really worried about those three, to be honest.  I'm pretty sure that I can do them well and get a good grade on them.

I am, however, still concerned about being able to get all A's.  I'm sort of scared that I won't be able to...

Okay, so maybe 18 credit hours wasn't such a great idea...