Another word count before I go to sleep.

Heroine Withdrawal:

2003 / 50000

I'm hoping to just keep up with the daily quota at this point. What I did today was have my tablet and keyboard set up on one side of the room, and when I felt too fried from work stuff, I logged off and came over here and added a couple hundred words or so. I have to work a ton of hours tomorrow and Saturday to catch up for work, but I think I can squeeze in my quota during my break times.

Yay, writing! \o/

Yay, my Yuletide assignment!

I got my Yuletide assignment, and I'm VERY happy about it. It's a fandom I've asked for before and never gotten, so that's awesome, and it's also asking for characters I'd never thought about writing for, which is great, because God knows I love the "challenge" part of "fanfic challenge".

And now, before I forget, my Dear Santa letter:

( Dear Yuletide Santa )

A school update

So as of the halfway point of the semester I have As in Constitutional and Criminal Law (which is turning out to be a really fun class with lots of talking about government and politics and whatnot) and History of Jazz (which I'm loving to pieces, and which has led me to load up the far-too-small micro SD card in my tablet with tons of jazz, big band, and swing), and a B in Math Throughout History.

I'm not worried about if I hold onto that B until the end of the semester, since God knows I have to lose my 4.0 eventually. I think I'm more bothered by the fact that math is already difficult enough without factoring in that my teacher is Chinese and English is her second language. I'm not sure if that's the reason why it's impossible to understand her when she's explaining how to work out specific problems, or if she's just bad at it in general. I get the impression it's the latter. I'm probably the only one in that class who's not a math education major, and from conversations I've heard as we're leaving class, they're all used to the way she loses her place in the middle of a problem or gets her math wrong all the time. Which all sucks, because she's a very nice teacher, but still.

I think I may be able to pick my grade up a notch or two, but as long as it doesn't drop down, I'll be fine.

Meanwhile, I got to sign up for my spring classes this week: the advanced creative writing class my teacher from last spring put me on his short list of definitely-have-to-take-whether-I-like-it-or-not, and of course I do, heeeeee; communication theory, which is the last required class for my major before I do my capstone assignment next fall and spring semesters; my health and wellness requirement; and since that class is only two credits, I signed up for a one credit yoga class on Monday nights just for the hell of it. It's a bit out of the way for me to drive for an exercise class, but it's financial aid's dime and the college credit means I won't be able to talk myself out of it because I just don't feel like it.