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I Still Live!

Hello, I've returned from my trip off the side of the Earth. This last quarter I took two chemistry courses, and calculus one.

Even though one of the chemistry courses was 90% review (I took it in the hope of jumping ahead a little bit, in order to cut a quarter off my associates, unfortunately, it didn't pan out, because they're not offering the class I need over summer quarter), it still ended up being a lot more work than I was expecting. I didn't really do much of anything over this last quarter, except study, homework, chores, and... no, that was it. Incidentally, I had my lowest quarterly GPA so far, I still ended up with a 3.6 or so (haven't checked the final numbers, every teacher has their own special way of adding up all of your points) so it wasn't catastrophic, but I've come to the conclusion that I really need to take advantage of some fun outlets, like this blog, and videogames.

Other things to note about school, I don't know if I mentioned it on here or not, but I shared my story of pipebomb horror with my CPR instructor that I took last summer quarter, and the story, along with my pictures, has been a part of his curriculum (he likes to share some real world images/stories, mostly from his time as a Navy medic). We got to the subject during one of my labs last quarter (I can't help it, it's a fun story to tell) and a girl walked up and said "Oh, you're that guy!" Apparently she was in Ron Husman's CPR class. It made feel pretty special, is all.

Um, okay, gotta clean up my room a bit, and then we should be back to the Optimus Prime world tour.

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  1. Sounds like it is time to schedule another trip to the comedy show!!

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