Life's Ironies...

First, let's set the mood for this entry. I was walking past my speech class (before the doors were opened), heading for the little girls room when I overheard some of my peers saying something along the lines of "it's definitely a life choice.."

I sort of glanced back at the statement, curious about the topic, but my bladder urged me onward to the ladies room. When I finished up, I went back to the circle of peers and asked very blatantly "So, what's a life choice?" and to no surprise on my part the response was "homosexuality." I sort of smirked and said "I figured as much." Before a nice heated debate could ensue the topic was changed and soon after the doors were opened. We proceeded into the classroom, leaving the topic in the hallway.

The assignment we were instructed to complete was finding a famous speech to deliver to the class next Thursday. Here's the irony. I've come across a lovely Gay Rights Movement speech by Urvashi Vaid that I plan to present. :D Our instructor encouraged us to take on the personality of the original speaker, so I've been on a hunt for footage from this speech. No luck, so far.

However, I did find this:

Back to School..

Friday is my first day of college! Not sure how I feel about it yet. It's more of an obligation than a desire for me. There's a few classes that I think might be interesting, but I'm so behind in math that I'll have to take remedial courses for the this and next semester before I even get to college-level math. And after I finish them, I'll bet you I forget it all again. I just don't use math on the level they want me to learn. I'd rather critique a literary piece than figure out what x equals.

Anyway, I'm looking in to The Art Institutes too. I'm thinking about it now because my rep guy keeps calling me. Their determination to enroll me with them makes me think it's a scam. The commercials and advertisements I see for them makes me think they're legit. I'm not sure which to believe.

This semester I'm going to be taking English 101, Fundamentals of Public Speaking, Basic Mathematics (because I'm mathematically dumb), and Master Student. The last one is a class that teaches you how to study. Figured I would need it since I haven't been in school for six years. :D Can't hurt.

I'm eager for next semester though, I'm planning to try enrolling in a photography class as well as a few computer classes, hopefully. Of course, I have to get another math knocked out. Stupid math. Well, that's it. Just wanted to share that I'm going back to school! :D Yay.

Opt-out of Google

So for the past few days a lot of members in the deviantART community have had a hissy fit about a new Share feature available on all artworks submitted to dA. They're storing their work away and claiming that a link to their work is infringing on their copyright. Until deviantART allows them to opt-out of this new feature they refuse to share their work. (Which a good bit of them don't have work worth sharing anyway, so we're really not at a loss, imho.) It has baffled me why these people are so against getting exposure, I've argued with some about it. Tried to explain the idiocracy of it. All in all it's been pretty ridiculous. Then one of my friends shared this:


Google Opt Out Feature Lets Users Protect Privacy By Moving To Remote Village

It made everything all better. :D hahaha

The worst day ever...

This morning started off with a cloud over head. I wasn't happy about having to go talk to a counselor (what for isn't important) and did so many things that just aren't the norm for me. When I was getting ready I decided to wash my face and put lotion on. Doing this required me to take off my ring since I didn't want to get lotion under the band. I put my beautiful white gold marquise cut diamond ring in my jean coin pocket and proceeded to apply my facial lotion, intending to return my ring to my finger promptly afterward. This whole process is something I never do. I actually nag my husband about taking his ring off when he goes shower because I'm afraid he'll lose it. (Which he has before, but we always recovered it.)

The series of events that followed this process just took my day into a downward spiral. I never took the ring out of my pocket. I left the house to go to this meeting and realized my ring was missing when I sat down. (Married folk will know that when you feel nervous you tend to twist your wedding band on your finger.) Immediately, I called Mario to look for the ring at the house. Before I'd left home I sat on the floor to fix Mollie's topknot, so that seemed the most logical place I lost it. He had to run to the store first, so we didn't check the house until an hour later.

We couldn't find the ring anywhere. I went back to the building where I met with the counselor and back-tracked my every step. Nothing. Mario moved the seat every which way to see if it didn't fall off in the car. Nothing. He gave up hope, but I couldn't let it go. After talking with my dad on the phone I decided to check the car again. I even put another ring in the same pocket and went through the same motions. When I sat down in the car was the first time the ring pushed out of my pocket slightly. So, I determined the most probable place for it to have fell was the parking lot, since we didn't find it in the car.

I told Mario I was going take a look while there was still sunlight out. Got Mollie in the car and headed toward the building. While I was driving I thought I saw my ring just beside the belt buckle. I looked down at just the right (or rather wrong) moment and ran into a high curb on the side of the road. The car jolted. I freaked out, jumped out and made sure the wheel was OK. It didn't look busted, so I decided to keep going.

I drove maybe 10 feet and the car was pulling hard to the left, so I got out again. Everything looked fine aside from some scraping. I tried to drive again and the car was pulling way too hard to the left. Something was wrong. So I drove back home and told Mario what happened. Tomorrow we'll take it to Sears to get it repaired. I hope it's not going to be insanely expensive. Losing the ring was bad enough. :(