I've gotten my algebra grade back to what it was at the end of last term. I have the remainder of this term to raise it as much as humanly possible.

My father is heading off to the Wonderful Magical Special Land of Brittania! Unfortunately, there may be freezing rain tomorrow, which will make the journey to the airport hazardous. Fingers crossed it all turns out well, though.

These are the sorts of days I would not necessarily blog if not for having a photo to post. But here's Battle Hymn of the Republic Jewel, my other guinea pig.



He's almost six years old. That makes him an Ancient and Wise Soothsayer in guinea pig years. (This is probably also why he looks crazy. His eyes are naturally red, though.) (Also, I have no idea what's up with all the random capitals in this entry. I guess it will Forever Be A Mystery.)

The number count down refers to, as usual, how many days of school until my next vacation. Just, you know, in case you're curious or something.

Today, the roads were incredibly iced over, because of freezing rain. I went out dutifully at 7 AM to wait for my bus, taking excessive care not to slip and fall (and I nearly did many times -- the roads were insane). Anyway, I was standing at the bus stop, waiting, waiting, wondering why no one else was out, getting suspicious, and finally a nice lady drove by and stopped to pull down her window and say, "There's a two hour delay." Apparently, the station which has the delays/dismissals/cancellations announced across the bottom of the screen hides those announcements when it is doing the weather, and it was doing the weather when I checked to see if we had a delay. So, I got ready at 6:30 all for naught. In the end, though, I still got the two extra hours of sleep, and I got to miss algebra, so I am in no way complaining. :D

I was still pretty sleepy all day, but that's life. I got a 95 on my Frankenstein essay, which is AWESOME. Still, these two sample essays I read were pretty epic, and I'm going to aim to think creatively like they did. One person wrote about Walton being schizophrenic, something which is seemingly obvious when pointed out, but which we didn't even mention in class, so they thought of it all their own. The other person compared Victor and Frankenstein to the narrator and Tyler Durden in Fight Club, which I thought was just a little amusing, because it sorta felt like they were doing that thing of saying "I read Fight Club! Isn't that great?" (I would totally do the same thing if I could find a parallel with some famous book I've read.)

( and finally, photo the fifth )