This has really been a bummer of a semester when it comes to my health. 3rd sickness in as many months. Fortunately no throwing up this time, just a nasty flu that has me absolutely wiped of energy. But enough about icky stuff. I have this english class. Mini-semester, which means we had our first class just last week. I seriously considered running out of the classroom and never coming back 5 minutes into it. I couldn't understand what the teacher was saying. It wasn't an accent problem. I'm guessing it was a major jargon problem, which is odd because I speak literature classes. Or I used to be able to. Anyway, I went to the second class with "I am a survivor, I'm not gonna give up" sort of mindset. To my relief and surprise, it was a good session. I don't know what was wrong with the teacher that first time, but everything smoothed out for that second class. /whew. All of the other classes are going well. A+ in both my history classes. A in Spanish, thou
Two of we, plus three of ours, makes five of us.