Here I am at school...

Lack of transportation hurts. I woke up after a long night of typing up my weekly essay for until 0200 in the morning. I woke up late realizing I had seven minutes to pack my books put on clothes a jacket and grab my keys and get to the bus. this fun thing was done with blinding speed and with a quite a lot of error including forgeting the essay at Home, with a stroke of luck i found that I had printed a copy of of the essay. so I sat at the Pirate Grounds (the college coffee shop.) and typed the copy I had made, washed it up and transmitted it to my instructor. I then caught up on my readings for the class.

Algebra on the other hand is ....is ...is...painful the instructor is incredibly fast in the course. By the time my neurons grasp the concept, she has already covered two steps ahead causing my neurons to whip about trying to find the current concept and causing a brain sprain. I have a test on the 7th, I hope that this test will not be to strenuous on my neurons. until later,

Evan