A few more pages. I’ve started using paint…..






And the one in which VMH is the Devil and trying to eat me….

Journal 1 - page 7

I got my second test back last week. It said see the professor at the top. It was an A. A higher end A at that :D. He had just forgotten that I had the mixed up test the first time around. So it looked like I went from lowest test grade in the class to one of the highest ones. He remembered when when he saw me as he was handing out the tests. He told me to come see him anyway. So I did. To let him know what my actual score on the first test was. I also got my paper back. 46/50. So overall, not a bad week. Except I was still sick all week. Week five. FIVE. Of being sick. Sinuses now. I feel better today, and yesterday too. So now I have a lot of homework to catch up. From the whole week when I did nothing but stay in bed, I just felt like crap and didn’t do much outside of going to school and doing what I had to do. I woke up today realizing I missed my session of research on Friday. I’ll have to schedule more. I just didn’t feel like doing anything and let the homework slip. Now I have to catch up.

So here’s a painting I should have posted awhile ago…....
Seems fitting… Sorrow and Sleepless Nights….

sorrow, and sleepless nights

mixed media collage
on cradled hardboard
6 x 6

I’ve been sick for four weeks now. :(  Its a virus or a couple of them. I can’t seem to shake it. I’ve been to the Dr. twice. But anyway, this last bout is a sinus bit and when I was done with the Dr. this time, I went down to Sugarhouse and bought myself a Moleskine.  Later, after Liz’s car broke down and we had to have Rich come to our rescue and I talked him into stopping off at Smith’s so I could buy the nasal spray recommended by the Dr., the last step before the prescription he also gave me, and the juice, also recommended by the doc, I used the spray and went to bed. I woke up this morning feeling a little better. I used it again, and was suddenly overcome by a MAD URGE TO LEAVE THE HOUSE!
So I decided to go to Office Max for an innocent stick of glue. 
So there I was, minding my own business, getting my glue, when what do you think happened?
I should have known something was going on when the binders jumped in my basket. An odd happening to say the least. But I thought “Cool, I can use these.” But then I had to get some paper to go with them. And I needed ink for the printer, I’m out of color completely and almost out of black, so while I was there…...

And then, out of the blue a Wild Band of Marauding Pens attacks me!! I fended off the erasable highlighters pretty well. But it was the colored retractable gel pens that finally took me down. By the time I got to the counter and the metallic colored gels, I had already surrendered.

... so you can see how an shopping trip for an innocent $3 glue stick turns into $78 :|

is there a point to this story? There is…...

and here’s what I’m still working on….....

I’m taking a break to post this.

Meet my new pens, glue stick, moleskine….. my journal needs a name

I had my test last Monday. I thought it went very well. I thought I got a B. C at the very very worst. I went to pick up my test Wednesday. Before they were handed out the Professor said that the grades were low. The highest was 78 (out of 85) and there were some even in the 20s. But its the first test. And for me its the first test in nine years. I was last in school in 99-00. I didn’t take good notes in the first two chapters. I was just getting back into it. But I still felt really good about it and was thinking I got a B.
I got a 21.

21

Twenty.  One.

It said to see the teaching assistant on the top.
I cried all day and went to bed early. I didn’t understand what I did wrong. I studied all weekend. I went over everything and reread a lot of stuff. I thought it might be my meds. I cried some more. Could I really be stupid as a gnat? :(
I went to see the T.A. the next day. 8:30am. First one there. Went over the test a little bit. Turns out my test was in the wrong scantron pile. It was graded wrong.
I got a B. Three points shy of an A.
But it has taken a few more days to recover. I still cried all that day, Thursday. And took a few more days after that. I feel pretty good today though.
I think I need a cake.

cake

I’m on a study break….
I have a test tomorrow.
which explains why I’m posting this…..

hallway