I'm in the computer lab right now. I've been on campus since about 6:30am. Do you know that I went to sleep at 2:00am and got nothing done? If you do, then you know me better than I know myself. I had Lisa read a story I was going to send into a contest yesterday. I had been meaning to, but I always talked myself out of it. Anyway, She said it was good. Some mistakes, but nothing graphic. I don't think I'm going to do it. I wanted it to grab someones emotions. I wanted it to make someone feel what I beleived the story should have made people feel. It didn't seem like it did that. I'm too critical of my work, I know this, but nothing will stop me from being overly critical. I just don't think it was good enough for the contest that millions of others, some better some worse than I, were sending works into. It's alright. I just have to do better. Don't get me wrong, I'm not giving up. My mind is full of crap that doesn't let me sleep at night because it keeps wanting me to channel it into a keyboard and out on screen. It's a lot more vivid in my mind than in my writing style. Maybe because I already have the characters images in my mind. I know exactly what they look like and how they move that if I try to write it down, I bomb it. I just try too hard. Anyway, I have to go to class now and learn something. As soon as I remember what the class is, I'll let you know how it went.

*Post Script - In reference to my Philosophy paper, well, lets just say I averaged, and in reference to my Archaeology test, I made a B+ and I made an A on my Archaeology presentation on Spartan Artifacts. That's all and thank you for playing "How Jesus fairs in college." You'all cum bak now, ya'hear!!!