Currently Reading Breaking the Cycle of Divorce By John T. Trent, Larry K. Weeden see related

This Week's Trauma To The Head

Well, it's only Tuesday, so not that much has happened.  Yesterday my first class was canceled, to give us a rest.  I took care of some important things like emailing my advisor about a hold that was on my account, but technically shouldn't be there (she lifted it for twenty-four hours so I could register for classes this morning).  I also gained permission from the dean's office to miss convocation next semester for work, yay.  After lunch I had my Hour of Solitude, per Prof Corsini's instructions.  His assignment (instead of class) was to spend an hour alone with ourselves (no one else, we couldn't do anything (read, watch tv, listen to music).  We had to just be there, conscious (not asleep).  He dubbed it our time wrestling with our minds.  It wasn't too bad, but then I spend a lot of time talking to myself anyway.  I turned in my Saucy Project (book report) for THEO 202 last night; it was due tonight. I finished it earlier than I had anticipated.  I even got to go to LaHaye yesterday to work out which was something I wasn't sure I'd be able to do until Wednesday (after church).

I worked yesterday from 8am until like 3:30, with a small break in order to register for classes for next semester.  I missed my economics class, but it was for good reason.  The head 2yr old teacher at work had a dentist's appointment (root canal) today so she wasn't there.  The second teacher had to leave at 12:30 for a class.  She's in the process of getting her license to work in daycare.  I stayed longer to help the other worker out with the Halloween party which was after nap.  It was fun, and I love work, even when the kids act like demons.  The Lord has been teaching me a lot recently to be joyful in all circumstances, especially when children are misbehaving and making me frustrated.  Well, I do fail, but I try to be positive and kind (but firm) with these children at all times.  I actually have a problem of being too friendly, and they don't see me as an authority figure and disciplinarian.  But yay I'm registered for classes, well all but one.  I still need to add my Creative Writing class.  But I can't because I just took my CLEP for English Literature & it hasn't been added to my transcript yet.  I haven't met the pre-requisites (have but not put on my record) for the creative writing class.  I have to get the English Dean or Department Chair to sign a pre-req override form.  It's cool cuz the dean of English is Mark Harris.  I know his son through fictionpress (the site where all my stories & poems are).  I just think thats cool

Well after class I have to clean my fish tank.  My fish is having problems, I put him (Galan de la Noche, Lover of the Night) in a separate jar cuz I think my frogs were attacking it.  First though one of his eyes swoll up like it did back in April, but then it looked like he had a chunk missing from his chin (if a fish has a chin).  It'd be okay if I came back to find him floating at the top.  PetSmart has female Bettas, and I like them better.  I think they are smarter.  My brother taught my last fish a trick, which is kinda cool.  She'd jump out of the water everytime he went to feed her.  Anyway I like my frogs better.  I have Sapo (Toad, frog, or Little despicable man) and SinNombre (without name).  I can even tell the difference in them which is cool. Sapo is about a month or two older than SinNombre.  I also have to work on my Economics Written Report which is a book report Christian ethics in economics.  It's due Thursday.  I have another book report due Friday morning for Families Under Stress.  It's on Breaking the Cycle of Divorce.  It's a pretty good book, and I think it's helped me even though I'm not under the curse of divorce.

As for the weekend I might try to scrape up 70 dollars to go with my youth group on their fall retreat to a neighboring town of Lynchburg.  If I can't get the money then I'll prolly go with them hiking Saturday afternoon, which would still be fun.  I'm hoping my 8th grade science teacher (member of my church) will chaperone so I could interview her for my parent interview which is due this upcoming monday.  Well I gotta go. I hope no one wasted their time, the only purpose this served is to update ppl of why they haven't seen me lately and to help me think out my plans for the rest of the week.

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Holes and Warts

*Warning:  Not for the Sensitive Stomach*

I am updating from the computer at home.  Yesterday was quite an interesting day.  I signed out from Liberty at 8am to go home for the weekend.  I met for my 8:50 class at Panera Bread for an amazing bagel, coffee and relationship discussion.  So that was definitely the best class out of the entire semester.  After that I worked for almost two and a half hours.  They definitely needed help.  So our main teacher Mary has been out for a week and a half.  She went to Texas for her vacation to visit her daughter & grandchildren.  Hopefully she will be back Monday.  But that left me, Kristina, & Kendra & Grandma.  Needless to say it was a very stressful week for all of us.  Yesterday, though, Kendra went to South Carolina to see her brother whom she hasn't seen in years.  So that left me, Kristina & Grandma.  We also had another teacher, Mrs. Porter come in to help.  She normally teaches the 3 yr old class, but anyway we managed yesterday.  I left work and drove straight home, or rather to my dad's shop so that he could change the inspection sticker on my car.  My dad's a mechanic & hedefinitely is the best cuz he can always fix whatever wierd thing is wrong with my car.  My mom met me at dad's shop, because both of us were going to Durham, NC for me to get looked at by a Podiatrist.  Lovely things those are.  I'm not sure if that was meant as sarcasm or not.

The reason for such visit was because I have (well had) two warts on the bottom of my right foot.  One was kinda small, the other one was pretty big & was right on the ball of my foot, so it made it pretty painful to walk, especially since there are a lot of steps & hills to deal with at Liberty.  Well, the doctor numbed up my foot & scooped them out, thus the title Holes & Warts.  Where the warts are there are now two gross holes in the bottom of my foot.  They are wrapped & still pretty numb.  My foot is swollen & I still can't move a couple of my toes, but that's prolly expected.  Well, so much for the running I was going to do at home.  So much for my exercise plan for next week too.  I'm gonna die without being able to run.  Well, I can go lift weights at least.  Well, I'm doing laundry and homework & mowing the yard today.  Lovely fun stuff.  One good thing (other than that if it works I won't have a wart there anymore) is I got out of doing the push-mow part of the yard, since I'm limping all over the place.  I didn't want to push to begin with, but Mom was going to make me, now that I can't walk, I get to ride. YAY!!!! Anyway I hope I can be able to drive fine, since this is my right foot we're talking about.

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One Month Down

So I've been at Liberty for a month now, and there are almost three whole months left.  Only a month and I've already made a general schedule of my exam week. Okay well not general; it's a detailed hour by hour schedule that I did on Microsoft Excel.  And it's color coded!!  I've gone so far as to schedule in study time and eating. I also have church in the schedule and cleaning and packing.  I've also already decided when I'm able to do my white glove check before I leave.  Man, I need a life.  Well, see I'm OCD, about grammar and about keeping an update detailed schedule, and a lot of other things.  I understand that it is commonplace to leave out commas in emails and IMs and even here, but I can't resist the urge to be grammatically correct.  People who had 9th grade English with me would call me Mrs. Ball, and strive to keep red pens out of my reach.  It's a good thing I'm not teaching English, or I, too, would be said to "bleed" all over my students' papers.  Anyway it can be a good thing since I write.  It really annoys me--I've heard this from my friends as well--to read published books with horrible grammar and spelling errors.  I'm the proof-er for a lot of people I know.  I strive to keep my writing as error-free as possible. 

My mom's ocd as well, but she swears I'm worse.  Her reasoning is because I'm really picky on the way my clothes are folded.  I have a lot of tank tops that I don't like to hang or rather can't because I don't have enough hangers.  I fold them in half, then in half again, and in half once more.  In the end I have eight tank tops folded the exact same way looking quite identical.  I will then re-fold them if mom folds them differently.  Also they have to be right side out and the first fold keeps the front on top. . .

So I wasted your time again.  This is time you will never have to use ever again. Think about it, the minutes you have just spent to read this will never be available to you ever again.  You are now two minutes or so closer to your death.  You could have used this time for homework or studying for a test or reading an important announcement on the LU Splash page or whatever your school uses to give announcements.  You could have been talking to a long lost friend or comforting a hurting room-mate.  You could have been falling in love with the random guy or girl that you just ran into.  You could have been witnessing to someone or I don't know, anything but reading Anna's random thought of the day.  How does this make you feel?  Depressed, mournful, upset at me for keeping you from more important things?  If it is the latter, remember I never forced you to read this.

The main purpose of starting this entry was to talk about how ready I am for this semester to be over with.  I also wish I could just skip the next twenty-four hours.  First, I could skip hall-meeting.  I wouldn't have to do my group project tomorrow morning; I could also forget about convo with Falwell.  There would be no work or Parenting class.  This time tomorrow I would be sitting in TRBC sanctuary listening to Ergun Caner preach Campus Church.  I had a THEO I test yesterday, and I just took a THEO II test and quiz an hour ago.  Why am I taking both THEO in the same semester? I want to get them out of the way as quickly as possible.  I am so ready to be done with school forever.  I told my mom earlier today that I don't have a problem with working eight hours a day; I'm just tired of working four hours a day and then going to class for another four hours.

If you chose to read to this point, you also have no life.  Join the club.  A person with a life would seriously have stopped reading during my spew about wasting your time.  A person with a life would have realized, "hey, I have more important thigns to do. I can check my messages on Facebook or create a new group called 'Jerry is a Boo-Bah.' "  If you wanted to create that group, I'm sorry.  I've already done that.  Since I know you have no life, you should join.  People with a life really wouldn't find the statement all that funny because people with a life wouldn't know or care what a Boo-Bah is.

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