TGIF.

Tonight there is another volleyball game! I'm so excited. My teammates and I are all going to go again. Today practice was only an hour, but it was so hot outside that it felt like longer. I was literally sweating bullets. After practice my shirt was drenched in sweat, almost as if I had just gone swimming.

Only had one class today. Math. My professor randomly started doing a problem on the board. It was so hard to follow him. He told us it was a problem that he worked on for an hour and a half, just trying to figure out. I look around the class and find that I'm not the only one spacing off into another dimension. Finally a girl raises her hand and asks what exactly he is trying to do. He explains then goes on. Five minutes later I raise my hand and ask the question I know we are all stressing over. "Will this be on the homework?" His answer, "No.." We all sigh with relief. "But yes..." Oh crap. He goes on to finish the problem, then shows us that it works. In the end he asks us what the answer would be if we plugged in certain numbers. I answer. "140." "Yes, Loni see that is how it works and why it would be on your homework." (First name basis already? Great...) I raise my hand for a high five from him. He gives me one then we do knuckles, as I say, "Ah Yeah!" The class laughs, and after he turns away I look back with a look of, 'I have no idea what he just did.' Oh by the way, I sit in the front. My professor is right handed. So I can never see what he is doing on the board. Oh yeah and for all you wondering if he is from a different country like most are...Nope, he is totally a white guy.

This is my attempt at taking a picture of what he was doing. You probably won't be able to read it, since it is not close up. Plus there is more work on the other board. I had a limited amount of time before he turned around to take the picture.

So Ivy and Amanda are heading home this weekend. Which leaves me and Crystal home. Alone. Together. Amanda said last night, "The house is going to be destroyed by the time we get back. Things will be everywhere." Then we started joking that by the end of the weekend we would be locking ourselves in our rooms. Darting to another location when the other is not looking. We really do get along great. We just joke around and are sarcastic a lot. For example, the other day I was wearing khaki shorts and a navy blue v-neck shirt. Crystal said she needed to go to Walmart. I said I would go with her. She said, "You can't go looking like that, you would blend in." It took me a couple seconds to figure out what she meant. For those of you still confused...Walmart workers always wear tan pants with navy blue collared shirts. So I would have looked like a worker. Crazy jokes like that happen at our house. We also like locking each other out of the house, which resorts to climbing through the window.

Have a great weekend!