The School Day

Pretty original title eh wot?

Anyway, about classes. In Calculus there was a young man who came in, plopped down on the desk and said that there had better be a quiz that day or he'd go home and go to bed. It seems some people aren't as chipper as others at 7:30 in the morning. Personally I love getting up early and seeing the sun rise while walking in the brisk morning air. With the mornings getting cooler it's even more invigourating and I mean that in the best possible way! Speaking of sunrises I thought I'd post a picture I took a long time ago.
After class was over I went to the computer lab and worked on my program which is due at the end of this week (they assign the program not very long before the turn-in date). I finished that up and submitted it, then worked on my lab project for the week (which took about 10 minutes) and also handed that in.

When traveling around the campus I try to be alert and watch what's going on around me, but more importantly I watch the people. I have never seen so many grumpy faces (okay, well maybe at the Democratic Convention but let's not go there). When my classes are over for the day I feel very happy and almost want to shout. The pent up energy is coursing through my body and I just want to let loose, often I'll just break into a flat out run back to my car. I get some stares to be sure but I don't care, I feel good!

Speaking of running, or exertion in any form, it's amazing to me how much of the desire to even move that most students lack. Every once in a while I'll see one who seems to be walking faster than normal but mostly it's just the slow, shuffling gait that drives me nuts when I get stuck behind a group. As soon as there is a clear area ahead, I shift into passing gear and plunge ahead of the pack, I believe I walk twice as fast as anybody else I've seen on campus, it just feels good to get out and walk, wouldn't you agree?

Speaking of walking on campus (I can tell this is going to be a rabbit trail night), I am walking alone down the sidewalk and a group of three girls, walking side by side comes towards me. Oh! Pardon me if I'm blocking the sidewalk for you young ladies, I suppose I shall just step off onto the grass since I'm blocking the way for all three of you. *wry look
Honestly! I have been tempted to say something when that happens, but nothing really gets my mood down, in fact, I find it rather amusing and chuckle to myself. Within five seconds I've forgotten and go whistling an airy tune again.

Speaking of amusing, yesterday I arrived early to Calculus and was sitting in my usual desk, reading a rather cumbersome book when the teacher came in and started talking to two of the girls present. The conversation went something like this:
Teacher: "So, how are you doing?"
Girls: "Okay."
Teacher: "I hear you guys had a killer test in virology yesterday."
My head pops up. None of them were grinning. If I understand the meaning of Virology correctly then that was a really bad pun.
Girls: "Yeah, it was pretty hard, I almost didn't go to class."
Teacher: "Yeah, I can understand, they're pretty tough."
I go back to reading my book since the conversation is continuing fine without me.
Girls: "Well the test was really hard but studying for it was really the hard part."
Teacher: "Yeah, don't those kind of tests make you sick?"
My head pops up again. I lost it. Those were some interesting puns but no one else in the class (including the participants in the conversation) seemed to notice it.

After classes I treated myself out to lunch. You know, it's odd but I've observed over the course of this semester that if I don't eat breakfast or lunch, by about 2:00 in the afternoon I'm feeling slightly hungry. I'm sure there's a scientific explaination for it somewhere here.......
Anyway, I went to a Chinese Restaurant in the area and had the buffet, it was pretty reasonable! About $5.50 for the whole day because it carries me through dinner (hopefully). I hadn't eaten that good (quantity is in preference to quality sometimes) in weeks and was very satisfied afterwards. Perhaps I'll have to do that more often. As strange as it may seem, sometimes I like to eat something other than a balogna sandwhich for every meal.......

After that I sat in the Student Union building for about an hour waiting for my pastor to show up (we and another fellow were to have a meeting). In the interim I read my large volume of A.W. Pink's Exposition of Hebrews. He made some interesting points as to the author of the book of Hebrews, which he strongly believes was Paul. He pointed out a great many things I hadn't noticed before but I don't think I'm convinced, nor do I think it incredibly important (as I'm sure he would agree were he here to give his assent to my saying so). The meeting went well, we discussed some issues and then went over an outline (this is something of a membership class) of what is going to happen, some personal questions were asked etc. I think it was a good meeting and I was again convicted of my own shortcomings in so many areas. My prayer life is very weak at times, so is my memorization of Scripture, I haven't memorized any new verses in a few months I imagine. Having just switched Bible versions (from NKJV to ESV) I think it would be best if I started trying to do something I'm not completely familar with at first. Perhaps Proverbs or the Psalms would be good. The Pastor said that he really has enjoyed the Psalms and how it describes very well the full range of human emotions and how applicable it is to one's own life and feelings and how well the Psalms express them. I have to admit that though I have read through the Psalms several times, I am not an emotional person, something I lament very much. But then there is this question: am I emotional about the fact that I'm not emotional? I don't know. I had a friend a little while back who really loved the Psalms and I could see that love of God showing in her life. I greatly desire that my hard heart would be made soft that I too may love God as I should. I do love Him yet not nearly enough, and that is a problem.

And then I did a little bit of Calculus homework and afterwards (or midway) I decided to waste some time trying my hand at "blogging." I suppose everyone knows this already but when I first heard about "blogs" I thought "What an odd name! What is it supposed to mean?" Well, it turns out it's just a concatenated (though they chopped the front off) version of "Web Log." That makes sense (about blog being a "web log," not the chopping part) I suppose. So I'll see if I can keep the discipline to post. I fear that I would rather do this than Chemistry homework though.....