Time for school.

Well, I've started school. I'm taking a fairly heavy load this semester. Calculus, Chemistry, Paleontology, a geology seminar, and a New Testament class. 13.5 credits. So far it's not too bad. My paleontology professor was also my historical geology professor for winter semester, so I know his rhythms and everything. My calculus professor is adorable! He is an older German gentleman. He believes he was the last child to be named Reinhard. His accent is so cute. I've decided he will be my grandpa. (I hope we have German sausages at Christmas.) For chemistry I have a female professor who is probably the same age as me. (That's okay. Spring semester, my trigonometry professor was two years younger than me. I called him Brian.) My New Testament teacher has taught me before and we became friends, so it's going to be great. He's also an anthropologist specializing in the Mayan people and travels to Guatemala frequently to research the languages they speak. (The Mayan people did not disappear, their political system did. Just to clarify.) I'm glad I decided not to continue with my Japanese classes, although I miss speaking it so much. I've forgotten a ridiculous amount. I don't want it to decline to my Spanish skills. (I can understand a lot, but if I try to talk I basically only remember taco, burrito, and Santa Barbara.) The homework load for my Japanese classes took so much time that I was neglecting the classes I really needed to do well in. It's alright, though. Most Japanese people know English better than I do, anyway. I've still got my music and anime. The only bad thing about school is that my backpack is so heavy that the straps burst my blood vessels on my shoulders, so I have some purple sploches. It will make me uber-strong, though. (Check out these sweet pythons!) I already have two papers due on Tuesday as well as a group project, all for Paleontology. And I have two math assignments to finish tonight, as well as a short video to watch online and some reading. But, I needed to put a happier post up, so I put it off. I'm handling the separation from Johnny a bit better than I expected. I feel a little guilty for that. I still cry in brief bursts throughout the day, though. He should be able to call me tonight, just to let me know he's safe and at basic. He warned me it'd be short. I'll just do my homework before and after -- I'm so glad to be busy again. I especially like knowing exactly what I'll use my classes for. My chemistry professor said we might not see a reason for taking the class, but I knew precisely why: so I can better understand radioactive isotopes, rate of decay, and crystal lattices. And probably more! I should get busy!