April wrote:Oh, where do I even begin with what this day was like? I think it'd be best to separate it into the good--no, the fantastic--the bad, and the ugly.
The fantastic: This summer, I taught a class where students submitted pieces of writing to a national competition. I found out tonight that two of my fourteen students not only made the finals of the competition, but also placed at the bronze level. Considering this was the first class I'd ever taught, I'd call it a success! I'm so proud of them.
That's always awesome, you made a difference in their little lives. You probably taught the next J.K Rowling...well...yeah...you could've.
April wrote:The bad: I was sick all day. I think I have swine flu for the second year in a row. I pretty much just laid in bed all day, suffering.

Orange juice.
April wrote:The UGLY: When I finally did drag my ass out of bed, it was to go to class. Well, on my way there, as I was stopped in a turn lane and about to turn onto campus . . . I get rear-ended! A professor slammed into me at about 35 miles per hour, in a construction zone. The entire back of my car is gone, the bumper region. Luckily, everyone was okay. My roommate was in the passenger's seat and had to go to the hospital in an ambulance because she had a little neck pain she was concerned about, but it's nothing major. The only thing that got any damage, really, was my lovely car. And the other driver's car, of course. Luckily he was a very nice man and immediately told the police it was his fault. He's going to have some hefty fines to pay, though, I think, since the accident happened in a construction zone. My car is still drive-able, too. I just hope they can repair it and get a bumper back on it soon.
Needless to say, I didn't end up making it to class.
Ahh that sucks and right when you reached campus and by a professor no less. Sorry for you car but at least you don't have to pay for the damages. Plus, glad you and your roommate are alright, 35 mph is pretty fast if you're going on slow and some comes smashing into you from behind.
And hopefully, the class you missed was one of those that you don't really miss anything by not being there. I hate the classes where if you miss just one class, you fall off track and have to struggle to get back on, but then again I hate the classes where the professor's only requirement is for you to show up on test day (no excuses), so then all semester you feel completely unmotivated to go to class when you know the professor wont care one way or another.
Which reminds me, last semester, I took was taking a Business Law class where we met twice a week. Yeah, I only showed up a total of five times that whole time. The first day, one day to turn in our semester project, and three "test" days. I did exceptionally well...but I think the professor hated me by the end of the semester because I studied on my own and still made a good grade.

I still want to argue that she graded the problem section of my test harsher than the others, but I passed with an A minus, so I don't really care.