Greetings...
Life as we know it continues on. Midterms have come and gone. Is everyone ready for winter?
I had a test in my sports psychology class today. Dr. Lopour's tests are different, but I really like them. The test is not multiple choice, but it is fill in the blank and short answer. Most people say that these are harder, but I think that they are much easier. Well, I studied dilligently, and I was prepared for the test. Most of the people in the class were ill prepared and had the test jitters (but not me). I was relatively calm, but I had reached up to touch my ear when I felt a tickle on my fingers. I look at my hand and there is a spider right there! I fling it onto the desk and I am frozen thinking........huh? The girl next to me sees the spider and freaks out. I smash it with my foot, and I am still mildly confused. I think that dang spider was trying to throw me off my game. For the rest of my class I thought I was covered in spiders. (I totally aced the test though. score!) I went through a phase that I was completely terrified of spiders... but I guess I'm not anymore. The spider battle arena my brothers made may have made me realize that spiders aren't that bad... but still... I had a hackin spider crawling on me right before a huge test. gross.
My sports class just started the raquetball section. All I knew about raquetball was Shar was really good at it. yep. So Dr. Taylor spent thirty minutes trying to teaching me how to play hackin raquetball. I am pretty sure people just sat and laughed at me while I tried to hit the stupid ball towards the front wall. ugh. I hit my self with the ball and raquet several times, and the two other girls with me just laughed at my pathetic attempts at being coordinated. The second day went better, but I still have this nasty habit of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. (i.e. ball flying at my face, with opponent in mid swing)
Have you ever tried to get into a class, and all of the faculty just give you the run around. I am trying to get into this class, but I need special permission. My advisor sent me to Dr. Lambson, he sent me to Dr. Taylor, she sent me on a raging hunt for the guy who is supposedly teaching the class. I try to look him up. He is not on the faculty list (as far as SUU is concerned... this guy doesn't exist) Are you hackin' kiddin me? I feel like I am hunting for a mythical creature. Just put me in the classsss! So registration starts tomorrow... I may or may not wake up at midnight tonight and be the first to register for next semester classes. Now I ask you... Am I cool or ridiculously lame? ponder that.
I think you're ridiculously cool. :)
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