I can calculate roots like the calculator does.

Yes, I can. Calculus is wonderful.

That was the worst game ever. And that's all there is to say... except that I love you, Iowa!

I feel (or felt) poopy. Sickness is really not pleasant when you're at college... not that it ever is, but it's definitely worse here. I woke up yesterday morning feeling fine. I had slept 10.5 hours and I was still tired, but that's not too abnormal. Then towards the end of the football game I began to feel a little strange. After the football game when I was doing my homework, I noticed that I felt kind of feverish and I felt even more feverish at dinner. A little while after dinner I didn't feel good, but it wasn't food-sick, it was just sick-sick. Now it's Sunday afternoon and I feel a little better. I slept for about 10 hours last night. It was nice.

My homework is done. All my homework that is due before Thanksgiving break is done, and it's only Sunday afternoon. It feels good, but it also makes me feel bad. My friend Alison is always doing homework. If she's not eating or at band or at class, she's doing homework. My roommate Stephanie is frequently doing homework also. I guess there are some things I could be doing, such as reading Thucydides, doing the GB study questions, studying for my calc quiz on Tuesday, or studying for my German test on Tuesday, but I just don't have the motivation to do those things at this time.

Sometimes I wish that Vanessa and I had gone to the same college. I remember one time in band I was seriously considering applying to West Virginia University just so there would be the option to go to the same college. I'm glad that I'm here though because I love it here and I wouldn't want to be anywhere else, but sometimes I wonder what it would've been like. I can just imagine it... we'd be in calc together or we'd at least work on calc together, we'd go to the library to work on homework but we would talk more than work, we'd just hang out. I don't know... it's weird to have these new friends and have no history with them whatsoever. None of them really know me even close to as well as all my high school friends did (and still do). Even Ryan, who I had no history with, I had history with. I mean, we didn't know each other until last year but we still could relate - we had a lot of the same experiences that come from going to the same school and living in the same town and knowing the same people. Most of the people I've met are from large schools and larger cities and tend to get wide-eyed when they ask what church I went to back home and I say Mennonite (note: it is the Christian friends who tend to ask that, not the other ones). I don't know... high school was so fun with Vanessa. We were significantly different and yet still good friends. We understood each other. I don't know... I guess it just would've been easier to bring that here with me than having to create it anew. Even if another one of my friends went to the same college as I (which they won't), it wouldn't be the same as if Vanessa and I went to the same college. I tend to miss high school and those great things that came with it. It's funny how the bad things about high school have faded away and now I remember it like it was the best thing ever. I do remember the times when I couldn't wait for high school to be over and I do remember the things that I hated and the people I could've lived without knowing and the bad experiences, but those memories pale in comparison to the many good things in high school that came from my great friends and those few admirable teachers that taught those few valuable classes that made the other waste of time classes worth putting up with. Anyway...

When I was typing that, a song that brings back a rush of memories and feelings from high school came on Launch. It was intense.