A Fine Misty Day

I had a fine day today, and even though the weather was thoroughly depressing in a misty, North of England kind of way, I didn't mind.

What did bother me, however, was a girl in my math class who kept coughing in an 'I'm quite sick' sort of way. I hope I don't catch her cold.

I feel guilty for handing in a crappy English paper, especially when I really like my professor. He's a stuttering, knit-picky kind of guy, but he's smart and he's straight-forward about what he knows and what he doesn't, and he shares my belief that suffering in school is for the purpose of becoming better people more than obtaining a diploma and a subsequent career. It's nice to know I'm not alone in that thinking.

I nearly fell asleep listening to my CD player (yeah, I still use mine after 6 or 7 years) while misty rain wafted around my car. The vaporous gray clouds hid the afternoon sun as I awaited a time when no honorable man rise against his neighbor, and for 6:30 when my class would start.

I've been reading a lot more lately. I just finished Great Expectations (fantastic book), and am currently switching between Wuthering Heights and Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. It's funny that a few years ago I wouldn't have understood any of these books, and now I'm reading them for a bit of morning enjoyment. I think I'm starting to come into my own.

I've also been writing a lot more recently, mostly fiction. There's not much more to that except I'm not very good yet, but I'm a lot better after practicing every day in March, and only hope to become better in the upcoming months. After all, creative writing is my freakin' major!