Persepctives

It's been far too long since i've last posted. I think the break I took from social networking was a nice little vacation. For about a month I checked Facebook and other blogs only sporadically. I have dedicated that time to more productive things and have acheived a greater level of perspective in these last couple weeks.
I was hit with some daunting and mere frustrating news last week that really put a new tailspin on my thoughts on my personal life. It's said that you don't really appreciate something until it's gone. Well, you don't. Think about one thing that you take for granted and imagine without fair warning that it dissapears. Though I haven't been directly affected (knock on wood) by any magnitude of dissapearance, I have had someone close to me experience such a thing. I have a new vision and a new appreciation for what I have and also the potential of what I have to gain in the future.

For some less deep thoughts...
Class for this semester is almost over! Two more classes, one more final, and i'll be 2/3 done with a graduate degree. It looks like i'll still be stuck having to take one summer course, but i've gotten on the good side of my advisor and a few professors, one of whom is a real firecracker. My business law professor is a 50 something heavy hitter that will run you over if you ever get in her way. She would be the WRONG person to get into a car accident with. As a former attorney she will eat you alive, and this is what makes her so spectacular. I have only met one other person who knows her (sorry for my French) shit as much as this woman and that is pretty amazing. Class starts off with everyone whining about the exam we took last week, the exam we're about to begin, the exam from two weeks ago, the exam that was added to our syllabus, or the final exam. After a few minutes of venting which our professor adaquately provides us via her absence, she walks in with about 12 fat binders and books and of course a stack of graded or ungraded exams. If you've ever heard "that dude" at the gym drop his weights all too loudly, you can only imagine the sound of 50lbs. of legal crap hit the table. Class has started, all right. The first thing she ever said to us about 9 weeks ago was directed at a classmate (who dropped the class after the first night) in which the professor had her fist pointed directly in front of this individual's face with the question, "Did I assault you?" .... I'm thinking to myself "This is going to be great!"
Anyway 10 or so weeks later, I am a little weary, but with great appreciation for everything I have learned in less than a semester. It's unbelieveable how much influence a great teacher can have on his/her students. I only hope that everyone has had or will have the same learning experience of a great teacher or teacher(s) as I have had this semester.

Prof's name, is Lou Ann Simpson. And she is a machine.