All that aside, I owe you all a month or so of information. So here goes.
We're going into week 9 of the fall semester, meaning there are only 6 weeks to go, and I will be done with this crazy semester!
All my classes are going pretty well, although I honestly think my Spanish Lit teacher makes his quizzes impossible on purpose. I am a very good student and yet somehow have never managed to score higher than a 93% on a quiz for his class. Catholicism is crazy interesting, Ed Psych is teaching me everything I need to know about the world (I highly recommend taking it from Sister McManus), Culture and Diversity is great (with the exception of all the reading), and Teaching Methods is more fun than I ever expected (at least on the days that we do practice teaching).
My jobs are great, I love TAing for Brother Rock and going to his World Foundations class. I love reading the weird answers people come up with for his quizzes. Before the section on Greek Mythology, I had no idea there were so many ways to spell pomegranate (it's a joke, because apparently 1 out of 45 people in that class knew how to spell pomegranate and everyone else made something up). The Writing Center clues me into what goes on in the minds of Freshmen, and I have a few regulars who love working on their papers with me (frankly, I kinda like them, too). Oh! And I got to be in a commercial the campus advertising department made for the Writing Center. If and when they ever post it, I'll share, promise.
The trip to Arizona was hard on my homework load and time management, but I am so glad we went. I would have seriously regretted not going. The funeral was beautiful, and I took this amazing picture of my mom at the gravesite.
|My mom, saying her final goodbyes to her mom.|
|At least the Driver's License Divisions are WAY better than the DMVs.|
|That Coke isn't caffeine free... sinners.|
|Om nom nom.|
This week has been about the same as any other, I spend most nights whining about homework and dinner possibilities, but in the end we get fed and homework gets done. We did have a ward Halloween party on Monday, to which we took some delicious chili, cooked up by none other than Casey himself. I'm so proud, and it was a hit.
|Good thing we were smart enough to put a little aside at home for later...|
|SOMEONE kept trying to play bad words...|
So, in case you're looking for the Reader's Digest version, us Walraths are doing pretty alright. My only request would be for more hours in the night. Oh wait, I get that tonight! (Well, one extra hour... You can't have it all...) Happy end of daylight savings!