Woke up early at 7:00. Drove to campus at 7:45. A bit of traffic. Wandered around to Gov. class, in the forum. Deep and big place, reminded me of my high school theater. Prof. is somewhat coarse but does seem to be quite moderate. Chatted a little bit with a couple classmates. One of them -- Isaac. Or Isaiah. Class wrapped up around 10:20.
Off to the ATC for Humanities class. And Prof. for this course is much much more coarse. But also more understanding and clear about what he expects out of us and the course. Does not believe in grade inflation and frankly I don't either. The nature of his class seems to require a fundamentally different grading scheme than what's currently available. He might have heard of narrative evaluations before. Incidentally I get the feeling he was a hippie in his own college years, Gen X. (My Gov. Prof. is a Baby Boomer.) So far it is quite interesting to see that these two courses almost complement each other.
Had some beef spaghetti pasta from the dining hall for lunch, over an episode of The Golden Girls. But it was cut short since my laptop ran out of power. Isn't that a kick in the head? I watched a little on my phone but ran into a network issue.
The drive to and from campus was brisk, but I did not really feel well having such a lead foot on the pedal of my car, and I do not think I am driving as efficiently as I used to earlier this year or before.
When I got back home I was so exhausted I nearly fell asleep at my desk, and then decided to try and rest my eyes in my bedroom. Well, one thing led to another, I pulled the covers up, and promptly fell into an overheated fever nap for an hour and 45 minutes. I have to say my mood in that dream was quite something. I felt very coupled to my emotions in the dream, which is altogether not something I have experienced in my waking life for some time.
The rest of the day peters out from there. I took my grandma to Marina, fresh from a nap, my mind quiet like a lake as I set my energy into driving. My grandma had grilled some chicken and squid and squid outside for dinner. I read a bit of my psychology book, another class of which is immediately more approachable, and took some notes. Late night, but not too late, as I still have to wake up earlier tomorrow, I read a few chapters of this Avatar: The Last Airbender fanfiction where "Team Avatar" would take on the role of the seemingly missing Avatar.
Sometime during spring cleaning yesterday or the day before I misplaced my Pixelbook Pen. I have an uneasy feeling I accidentally threw it away which is disappointing but not as much as I thought. The tablet and stylus experience on Chrome OS still leaves much to be desired, and Google deprecated the circle-for-Assistant function over a year ago. In the time of OCR and camera phone scanning and AI I think it's better for me to just take notes on paper.