This has really been a bummer of a semester when it comes to my health. 3rd sickness in as many months. Fortunately no throwing up this time, just a nasty flu that has me absolutely wiped of energy. But enough about icky stuff.
I have this english class. Mini-semester, which means we had our first class just last week. I seriously considered running out of the classroom and never coming back 5 minutes into it. I couldn't understand what the teacher was saying. It wasn't an accent problem. I'm guessing it was a major jargon problem, which is odd because I speak literature classes. Or I used to be able to. Anyway, I went to the second class with "I am a survivor, I'm not gonna give up" sort of mindset. To my relief and surprise, it was a good session. I don't know what was wrong with the teacher that first time, but everything smoothed out for that second class. /whew.
All of the other classes are going well. A+ in both my history classes. A in Spanish, though I think I bombed this last test because I was in the process of getting the flu. Damm thinks I put too much pressure on myself-I treat every class as if I had a B or worse in it. This is because my last semester at the community college in Houston I bombed. Badly. Dropped 2 courses because I was failing, got a D in one that I forgot to drop, and an A in speech. I loved my speech teacher. Anyway, horrible semester and one that I don't ever want to repeat. Thus the OC'dness that I seem to have this semester.
And yesterday was supposed to be my gaming day. Damm has been playing some sort of computer game that he bought ages ago (non-internet) and I've been hankering to play as well. But I got sick, yadda yadda.
Gosh I feel boring today. Good place to stop.