lyssie | Lyssie Goes to School...

Well. Got through my classes this morning with a feeling of malicious doom. Or maybe it was happy smug superiority.

Not sure. All I know is that if the rest of the semester is this easy, I am *so* getting As in my classes.

I think it helps that Brenda doesn't talk down to us, but she does explain it. I like Brenda. She's nifty.

Terry's nifty, too, but slightly different. For instance, she rambles.

I like both of them a great deal more than I liked the Intro class teacher last semester. Of course, it might be 'cause they're both women. Not sure.

Heh. In Concepts, we had to do problems on the board--Terry's voice is going, and she's on drugs for a nasty sounding cold. Well, 9 problems were done, and all by women. The men had to be forced to get up and do the last one. ;)

*amused* The women were more prepared than the men...

I think it's because, with the math we were doing, you either got it or you didn't. And if you didn't, even further help didn't seem to do any good.

And the guys were more reticent about asking for help.

I, of course (*smug mode: on*), didn't need any help whatsoever. I even finished the homework in class.

*superior look* Yes, I will kick ass.

And, of course, I can also fail. As if.

Um. Yeah. My ego is a bit inflated right now.

In other news, it is damned hot here. Hot enough to fry eyeballs.

And I turn 25 in... 5 days.

Oddly, I don't feel like it's been long enough for it to be my birthday. This year has just whizzed by incredibly fast.

Oh well.

Y'know, I so did NOT want to go to school this morning. It was early, and sunny, and icky. I wanted to curl up and sleep the sleep of the damned...

Evil never rests, I guess. Sigh.