Two more weeks left in this semester.

Two more weeks left in this semester.  I am hanging in there.  By a thread, perhaps; I'm tired as hell.  But I'm hanging.

We had an Algebra test and I made a 102.  We have one more test - the final - and then we're done.  Unless I majorly screw up on the final I will pass the class with an A.  I don't know how I'm doing in English 102... my teacher hasn't posted grades since our 2nd assignment.  LOL  But I'm going to assume that I'm doing fine because I'm doing all of the work and putting a great deal of effort into each of my papers.

I signed up for classes for next semester already.  I did that actually the first day I was allowed to register, but was so worried over Emma that I didn't think to tell anyone.  I'm taking History with Mr. Hamilton, Math 112 with Ms. Wheeler, and some sort of Literature class with Mr. Thornton.  I have Ms. Wheeler and Mr. Thornton now, and I had Mr. Hamilton in like, 2001 when I went to school for that one semester.  I wonder if he remembers me.  I sure remember him.  LOL

He was my speech teacher and he had us do an assignment where he told a story about being on the prairie and you had a baby and it was crying and if you didn't kill the baby to shut it up the Indians would come and out kill your whole wagon train, so what would you do?  I didn't like that either everyone had to die or I had to kill my child.  I feel like holding it's nose for a while would have sufficed, but that was not an answer we could give.  That question / story disturbed me so much (as the mother of a one year old at the time) that I just straight up cried in class.  LOL  Hopefully, history will be a bit less traumatic.  😛