New School?

As some of you may know, I've applied to the University of Iowa for next fall. Well, they've now gotten all of the transcripts they wanted (including my high school transcript--which was probably caked with dust, since I graduated the better part of a decade ago). We'll have to wait and see whether they're okay letting this (hopefully former) lazy student in. I'll keep y'all up to date on that.

Also, in my last post, I ended with the sentence "I wonder what He'll do tomorrow." Well, I had a test yesterday--which was the "tomorrow" mentioned above. It was interesting, to say the least. It was the first test I've had here at Kirkwood that took the full 50 minutes. Why, you ask? Because the printing service didn't get the tests printed in time, so the entire 6-page document had to be projected on the screen at the front of the class. I've already told this to a few people, and one asked me how the teacher accounted for the differing paces that students take tests. Well, she went by what the slower students needed. I was bored and frustrated most of the time. When I take tests, I like to burn through from start to finish, not thinking twice about the answers, then when I get to the end, I'll go back over anything that gave me trouble. Instead, I spent most of the time sitting and waiting for the next questions to be projected so I could move on, and agonizing over one small section that I had trouble with, which threw off my confidence for a while. I think I did well, but that was not a comfortable way to take a test.

Later, at Salt setup, when it was time to clear the stage and space in front of it, I still hadn't gotten the lights set up (the ladders had been in use for other projects). When I turned around, all the lights had been put away in the closet. Of course, everything worked out. It wasn't a big deal to get the lights back out--just a minor annoyance. When I was getting ready to hook up the cables to allow me to control the lights, I noticed that the light board had been forgotten. Another minor annoyance, but again, no big deal. Just have to keep going and wait for the sortie that was sent out to retrieve it to return.

When setup was finished, I noticed that my thumb was hurting. I have no idea what happened to it, but my right thumb has been hurting since then.

And yes, I'm still feeling the joy. I keep waking up with worship songs on my mind, and I don't really feel like listening to anything else on my iPod. This morning, it was "Come All You Weary", which popped into my head durning teardown last night. I hadn't heard that song in months, so I'm not sure why that came up. One of the band members said it's because we need to play it at Salt again soon. Sounds as good a reason as any other.

Well, I've got to get to Human Biology class soon--though last time, I spent part of the class calculating 2^46 on paper (70,368,744,177,664 for those of you that were wondering). There was a reason for that, but it's a little complicated to explain in the time I have now.