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Being back in college has caused me to truly grasp how stupid I am.

No, not in the unintelligent way, although as of late, that has been a thought because learning Spanish is quite the Herculean task…

I mean more in the common sense department. As in, I really should have probably applied myself more in those days so that I wouldn’t have to apply myself so much right now.

But no… at 15, 16 and 17 I knew everything I needed to know about life, love and the pursuit of happiness and none of that had to do with high school or education. As a matter of fact, high school was nothing more than a place I went in order to see friends (what few I actually had who would claim me in public settings).

Come to think of it, I kind of hated high school. Somewhere along the road through middle school I got shoveled to the side of the road and was playing catch-up for the next few years, and as the cog of education seems to be, it just keeps churning, regardless of who it chews up in the process. Mind you, I don’t blame the system for my lack of participation in my own life, however it did play into it.

I loved math, I loved science, I kind of disliked English and I abhorred any P.E. class there was. With my love of math and science, you would assume that I would truly enjoy chemistry, and yet it was one of my worst classes. There was a concept that¬† just didn’t grasp that may have been due to me missing a few key classes that explained the whole process…oops. Phys ed classes were nothing more than jocks picking on geeks. This was in a time when geeks were not chic and I was one of the targets that the jocks zeroed in on. Might have been my love of D&D, my intense draw to all things computer related, or the fact that at 17 I was 6′ tall and weighed in at maybe 160 pounds. That’s a big maybe by the way.

Whatever it was, I was the dork (was… is…. semantics) that got bullied by any guy who cold lift things up and put them down.

a7e3294d8301f3103836f4dc4236632bd438ebf01b1cc656c55208e5a18288a6Oddly enough, one of the guys who decided that he needed to exert his presence upon my life in high school looked a lot like this guy. But… that’s enough of that memory lane nightmare flashback…

So there you have it. From math and science geek extraordinaire to English major…

Weird how 20 plus years of your life can change the way you view things.

Cause math is hard these days…

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Land of Confusion.”

Finals Finally…

Another Saturday. Another morning spent at Panera’s working on homework. I just got done working on some astronomy extra credit work, a kind of final review for the final exam. It was a nice little review that had me talking about galaxies (some of them even far, far, away) and star types (did you know there are several ways to classify stars), to Titan (the moon of Saturn, not the old dudes in Greek mythology).

But, this will be my last week coming to Panera’s to study for this semester. It’s kind of a bittersweet thing. Next week, if I come here, it’s going to be to work on my writing. Not the short haiku’s Continue reading Finals Finally…

No More Teacher’s Dirty Looks…

I find school boring. I find traditional classrooms mind numbing. So much so that I have fought hard against learning anything, even to the point of dropping out of high school. Now, I’m on the verge of turning 44 (it is later in this month that this particular turning of years will occur), and having lived my life in utter despise of traditional schooling, I have to say that there were moments when I actually learned something my teachers were trying to teach.¬†Surprising, I know! (trust me, I don’t blame the teachers, I’m just a knuckle head.)

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Most Wonderful Time of the Year!

This time of year was always something I looked forward too. Well, at least since I was 27. That was the first year my son started school. From his first day of kindergarten (1997) to my daughter’s last day of high school (2013) I have been overcome with joy by the marking of the first day back to school.

Seeing their faces on that first day was wonderful. They were bright eyed, wondrous, looking forward to new adventures with new friends and at the same time marked by a complex amount of terror that is only reserved for those creatures that live in the closet and only come out on the darkest of nights in the quiet hours.

Then, as their experience levels raised, marked by the leveling up process known as moving into the next grade, that look of wonderment and fear slowly turned to joy and happiness. Continue reading Most Wonderful Time of the Year!