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My persuasive speech is done! I felt like being nice this time around and signing up to go third the first day of speeches. Last time I chose to not go until the second day, and since I don't have any sort of fear of public speaking...well, not much anyway...I should just go first to help out those who do have that fear. I know people usually hate being one of the first ones up, but I don't care. This speech has been ridiculous. Dude had one sheet of requirements...what our outline should include and stuff. Then he wanted us to also go by this stupid Motivated Sequence sheet, so it made it really really hard. Everyone was confused. I asked him the same question as some other kid did, and he gave us completely different answers. Then I pointed out a contradiction in this whole thing, and goes, "Oh yeah..nevermind. Don't worry about that."
The man who teaches this class is a super sweet man, but sometimes he seriously needs to get his stuff together, ya know what I mean? Like...pay attention to what kind of assignments you are putting together for people. We are in college, not high school or grade school. And I'll tell you what, I care about my grades...one could say i am overly anal. i see a lot of people not care...they only want to pass...but I really do. Back when I was having problems, I tried going to school and quit each time. One or two of those classes got marked down as an F because I dropped so late. So, my GPA looks like rat barf which means I really have to kick ass in every class I take to make up for it. The one over the summer ended with an A. So far I'm getting an A in both classes here. I am taking a math course this summer, and i am considering taking three rather than two courses in the fall (when I'll have an oh-so-needed student loan finally!) I'm sure a lot of people hate me or call me a spoiled brat for it, but my dad is awesome and is gonna pay for my summer class since I cannot get financial aid til fall. It's really cool that I have parents who'll go the extra mile for me. My mom will come over and help me with Michael almost at the drop of a hat if I need to get school stuff done...and she brings over lil surprises here and there. Not even kidding, she even does our dishes while I'm in class! Isn't that nuts? Good nuts, though. And you know what? I appreciate it. I tell my mother all the time that I hope she doesn't think I am asking her to do them or that she has to...or that I invite her over just to do stuff for me...I'm glad she doesn't think that. And Chris comes over quite a bit now, too. I go over there...so Michael knows his grandma landis and grandma chris pretty well and loves them to death...along with his silly uncles. He doesn't get to see Paul's side quite as often because they live like...40 or 45 minutes away and paul works a lot. But Michael loves his auntie beth, his cousins, his other grandma and grandpas (Craig, Barb, etc.) I wish I could get him down there to see them more because I'd really like for Michael to have a really good relationship with all of them...the kind that I do with my side of the family.
Ok, I babbled on. And it's getting late...i finished my speech...michael's waking up...I should probably let my mom get home here soon.
<3 you all!
....oh, and one more thing!!!!
Isn't he cuuuute?! You can see his lil teeth!! And he looks so OLD in this pic...like he is over a year old! He's getting so big so fast. Nooo :( Before you know it he'll be telling me he hates me, i'm ruining his life, and he's moving out. :( :( :(
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