>from monday:from my class notes<

I can’t believe how much I dislike this course. This man, my teacher, is horrid. Boring, he rambles, he doesn’t teach, at least me. While I, on the other hand, do not learn. I should have been studying harder
. The test is wednesday.


The only intresting person in this class had been matt colby, a geek for sure, as if I could talk. He liked Bab5 and startrek and computers and stuff, he looked a bit otherworld like, elflike, dark hair all aspike and pale. Slender bird frame, of average height.



But he left, for some job or something and I have noone left to comisurate with. Noone to discuss how this teacher walks us through the charts on transparency.

How he makes wild stereotypical statements. I’m afraid I won’t pass this course, that I won’t graduate.



Ok, so that’s a bit extreme. Still, I know I’m not doing well in here. There is so much beyond this class. Graduation, moving home, working at Sonic(I hope)
All that Jazz. Big changes, no more school, at least not like this. I wish that what he taught was actually how the test was. If I could
see his voice in the test, I could easily figure out the answers instead of the cold clerical questons from the intructors manual.


>from today<


Test went ok, we’ll have to see how things work. I’m supposed to hear something from Sonic today about job stuff. I’m going home for thanksgiving
after my 11 class ends, and will drop by sonic on my way home. (crosses fingers)



I am in a strange dour mood today.

Stacie

I can’t remember the last weekend I spent in platteville, I’ve been home

a great deal this semester. A strange mirror of my college experience.

At the beginning of my freshman semester, I went home a bit too. But this traveling

has been more than just back and forth to home, I’ve been to Eau Claire to see Boy’s

extended family, I’ve been to Appleton, for Heidi’s wedding.

And I think I hit Ohio for a bit, some time this semester. Before this semester, I hit chicago.

Who whould have thought that one tiny weekend trip would set a precedent for the rest of the semester?!

And oh, the perils of driving. I’ve been driving back to school on monday mornings, which would seem like a great idea

except that I need to get up at 4:45 to make it to my 8oclock with time to spare. Not to mention that I really tend

to zone out during my last 30 min or so, struggling hard not to fall asleep. When I finally do roll into my class, I tend

to have to struggle not to fall asleep there, ACK!

And speed traps. which I have

successfully identified and avoided all semester, in fact since I got my licence.

That is, until now. sigh.
There really is no rationalization here, I broke the law and have to pay the $150 consequence. I wasn’t paying attention to my speed at all, and must have been going over the limit by quite a bit when I hit the small slope heading under a bridge. There is
no reason I should have been going 82 in a 65 zone. I looked up just in time to see the police car sitting in the median. But hitting my brakes had no effect, too little–too late. The officer was nice enough to knock my ticket down 2 miles though, thank heavens, which saved me 50 bucks more.

So, yeah, the price I pay for a nice relaxing weekend, spent studying, reading gaiman, and watching movies with Boy.

Now I am just wired, I took some herbal energizer pills I bought at the gas station for 99 cents.

In retrospect I prolly didn’t need them, after my encounter with the PO-lice. These things are
pretty serious about being energy filled. They have packed all the different supplements you see advertised separetly on those tv infomercials. (Cayan pepper, Kava Kava, Ginseng, extract of mt something, echineicea and about 10 other popular herbals)



I missed my 8 and 9 o clock classes, because of my ticket, and by 10 I really needed to go for a walk to spend some of this agitated energy. The walk thing helped for about an hour, which is good, because that meant I could sit still for my 11 oclock

class (Geography of weather and climate).

I’m trying to calm down now, playing some Diana Krall, updating here. The ticket really doesn’t bother me all that much, but everything

is racing right now, a bit ago I was shaking a little. I don’t think a nap is possible right now either, eek.

Stacie

What a weekend!

I can’t believe it, I can’t believe it, Heidi is married!!!

This weekend we (Boy and I) traveled to Appleton so I could be a bridesmaid
in Heidi’s wedding. It was absolutly beautiful, amazing, wonderful. Plus, an excellent excuse for us girls to get totally dolled up. I felt like a glamour queen. Heidi picked out these beautiful long black bridemaid dresses, with black
satin in a fitted top, we all got our hair done, and had beautiful makeup. Heidi looked spectacular, her dress was so beautiful, I have
pictures (not developed) and I’ll try to scan some of those in for you all.


I guess all that sounds pretty much like surface stuff, it’s difficult to say how much this whole thing felt like. It happened so fast, suddenly after months of waiting. It was magic, a dance, I guess. Like prom and christmas and a great big masquerade all in one.


The wedding was in a round room, the wedding party faced the entrance and the minister.
The groom and groomsmen dressed in tuxes with top hats and pocket chains, and spats.
I’m not sure what else I can say, she’s married…

Ciao

Stacie