Four-point Friday

It's about time I got to this. The thing about one class having a test this semester is that it's not just the one; all of them except for Doctrine and Covenants have a test. I would like to say it's all over for another few weeks, I really would, but it's not. Thankfully, it's mostly over. I have the beast looming ahead of me with what I will call its little crony. The beast would be the A&P Lab Exam on all the muscles and the crony is the take-home test for Algebra coupled with the online portion of that class (which usually goes over stuff that we don't talk about in class...). This is the reason why this post is later than usual. If I had attempted to write a blog post yesterday or two days ago, the fog that was filling my head would have invariably produced nonsensical babbling and I suddenly wouldn't have anyone following this blog except for psychiatrists, insomniacs, and an aggregate of crazies, with the latter two (maybe even all three) most likely being on some kind of drug.
The unfortunate thing for me (and arguably those of you who read this out of a sense of obligation (though I don't know why you would feel so obligated)) is that there's a direct correlation between the length of time between posts and the length of the post itself, meaning the longer I wait to post, the longer the post ends up being. I could just sum everything up in mildly vague generalities that would take a few minutes to type up, but for the sake of those who want the minutia, I'll come half-way. And away I go...
This last weekend was spent in good ol' Utah and it was great. One of my roommates, Bethany, and some other friends accompanied me, but for their own reason. I went mainly for car reasons that happily fell on Father's Day weekend (hope it was a good one for all the dads out there!) and they went for the Strawberry Days Rodeo in Pleasant Grove. Yeeha. It was a good weekend. I forgot to bring my school stuff so I could only do what was on the internet. I joined everyone else in Pleasant Grove for the rodeo Saturday evening and let's just say I never have to go to another one of those rodeos again.
Rexburg has finally hit summer. It was stormy/cloudy/unhappy June 20th with no foreseeable end to it and on June 21st it was clear, sunny, and hot (for Rexburg (around 80-85 degrees Fahrenheit)). Since then it's been bipolar, per usual. Today is a prime example. Started out stormy, complete with a 5-10 minute downpour and large peals of thunder could be heard tumbling across the land from inside my classroom right before a brief blackout occurred. I was so excited to get out of class and witness the heavens' might rolling past little ol' Rexburg and I emerged from my windowless classroom to witness wet ground and mostly sunny skies. That's okay too.
As the semester starts to "wind down" (in reality, my classes are still gearing up for an explosion of academic gore (I don't think it will be pretty)), I'm focusing on one step at a time. Focusing on depressing things, like the distance between here and Australia, will get me nowhere. Also, looking at all my classes as a whole is not a good idea, but rather I must focus on them individually to avoid getting overwhelmed. I feel like an ostrich burying my head in the ground, but if I emerge from the safety of the little things to look at the grand whole of what I have left, a piano starts to ease onto my chest. Alma 37:6 is very applicable here, just saying.
Now for some random tidbits of what I've been learning. Tom, Dick, and Harry reside in everyone's lower legs (Tibialis Posterior, Flexor Digitorum Longus, and Hallicus Longus muscles), how to graph rational polynomials (which I'll spare the detail on, but the graphs don't look very rational), that the acid content of vinegar can be determined through a long process involving making tartaric acid, draino (diluting a sample of heavily concentrated (6M) Sodium Hydroxide, aka NaOH), and mixing a bunch of it together, to put it simply. Math and science teachers make a lot of typos on worksheets and exams, the presence of the right person can make a headache go away, peanut butter and chocolate will always be delicious in spite of the protests of others, there's nothing like a good walk, a few hours helping with house work can make for good feelings and memories, and I could go on, but you're probably wishing I'd stop typing or you've already stopped reading this post, in which case it doesn't even matter that I'm writing this.
That's it for this post.