Week 6, and still alive!

I'm almost halfway through the Quarter at my school(Yes, it's a quarter system, not semester, so it means a LOT more cramming 'cause you learn the same amount as you would in a semester system, with a month less time to learn it in) And I'm doing fairly well in my classes(I think), my car hasn't died on me yet(though the water pump had to be replaced...), my work load hasn't killed me(yet, and it only made me slightly insane, but I was already insane so it just added to the fun.)
Only 8 or so more weeks until Christmas break!
My project for my sculpture class is finally started(a tower of metal disks welded together)
My church calling is going pretty well.
I'm only marginally sleep deprived.
and only two to three days a week do I have 13 or so hour days.
As my supervisor says, "Life is good."

Sarah's No Good, Very Bad Day

Why was it a no good, very bad day? Well, to start out, I got to work late because I dropped my dad off at his work. In my haste to get out the door, I accidentally left my phone at home, on my bed stand. Since I got to my work at the Open Media Lab(Fancy name for a computer lab) late, I had to stay downstairs. This is a bad thing because when I'm upstairs I can do stuff on the internet and computer, and I had an essay due that I hadn't finished that I planned to work on while at work since I had no other time to do so.
So I was in tears when I got to work.
However my supervisor is a wonderful and understanding lady, and handed me a tissue and said, 'go work on your essay on one of the computers down here.'

The majority of the day wasn't so horrible. Spanish went smoothly, even though I hadn't finished all the homework before class and had to work on it during class(Bad girl, I know). I went to the institute building for Forum(Lunch put on by the institute directors on Thursdays) and had a fun conversation with a guy(shock and amazement). I changed clothes and made my way back to school. Now clothed in my PJs, I went to Yoga and stretched myself silly. As usual, my yoga teacher went overtime, and I had to leave before the relaxing bit to get to my next class on time. Music and movement, a child development class(and the class that I had to write an essay about Creative dance and pretending that I was stressing about earlier) which was fun.

I went back to work(Periodicals, not OML) to use the phone, because that supervisor said I could use her phone any time I needed or wanted. I had some issues with the phone, until one of the other librarians mentioned that I didn't need to dial in the area code. So I called dad, and let him know I was on my way.

I walked the 10 minutes it takes me to get to my car, which is parked across the street in the institute building's parking lot, and immediately felt something was wrong with the poor little silver wagon. I got in the car and turned the key. It didn't start. No surprise there, it usually doesn't start on the first go, but this was different. Usually it at least does a clicking noise to pretend it's going to start, but no. It was silent.
I pop the hood to make sure every thing's there, and they are. I get back into the car, realizing what I must have done, and sure enough... I had left the lights on... all day. I'm at school(On Thursdays) from 7:30 AM-5:10 PM so it had nearly 10 hours in which to die. Frustrated with myself, I made the treck back to school, trying not to cry again, and again not succeeding. I run into one of my old classmates, who suggest I go to campus security because they can probably help with that sort of thing.
I started heading over there, but decided I should let my dad know what was going on, so went back to the library to use my supervisor's phone again. In the library, on one of the computers that I have to pass to get to my supervisor's area, is one of my friend's from church. I ask her if she knows any one who knows how to use jumper cables(I have them, but didn't have a working car or the know how)
While I went to call my dad, she texted a friend who would meet us at the church. We walked over there, chattering away and got back to the car. We debated whether to push the car to get it started, since it's a stick shift and I could pop the clutch to get it started, but we decided that jumper cables would be the best choice. I got the cables, which were covered with dust and a few spider webs, out the back of the car and my friend's friend connected them and I started my car. It worked! I gave my dad a call using my friend's cell phone, and drove through fairly heavy traffic to get my dad from work, then came home. I noticed on the way home that the time was different on the car clock, 1:30, so I deduced that it took Puttputt the Little Silver Wonder Wagon(My nickname for the car) 6 hours to die completely. Not horrible.

Lessons Learned

This is something one of my friends mentioned to me as we were chatting. I decided it would be kind of fun so... yeah here it goes... I'll probably edit as I go along:

Lessons Learned

1st Grade:
-Don't get caught up in your own world, or the real one will leave you behind.

2nd Grade:
-Just because it doesn't look like any one else's' doesn't mean it's wrong.
-Peer pressure is an interesting thing.

3rd Grade:
-If you don't react to teasing, they'll quit doing it.

4th Grade:
-Some people who practice being loud become teachers
-Shows that have music, and Musicals are NOT the same thing. Power Rangers is NOT a Musical, no matter how much singing it has in it.

5th Grade:
-Teachers that are Male are pretty cool.

-Bigger towns aren't all that big of a deal.

6th Grade:
-Some people are mean, but that's to show that there are people that are nice.
-Just because you're nice to some one, doesn't mean they'll be nice back
-Friends are fun, but try to get the right ones.
-Fear is a great motivator. So is pretending to be afraid.

7th Grade:
-Choir is fun
-Harry Potter is fun
-I'm Weird, and that's Okay.

8th Grade:
-I look good in red.

9th Grade:
-Sunburns are NOT good to get three days before school starts.
-Some hard classes are really fun
-Seminary is awesome

10th Grade:
-Easy classes can be extremely boring, and a good book is always advised, even not-so-good books
-Band directors are not choir directors. Choir directors are awesome

11th Grade:
-Other languages are fun, if you have people to use them with.
-Some people should have been kept back in first grade, and or kindergarten.

12th Grade:
-Senioritus is aptly named.
-Smuggling paper and a pencil into graduation isn't all that hard, and makes it less boring.

First Post

Just to get something up, I'm just going to type stuff. Stuff.