A better day today

This is what I've been working on for my art class. I took this picture yesterday, and have since put a couple more layers on the front of this face. She looks a bit less wrinkled now, I think. I hope. This mask is one component of the cabinet I'm decorating. That's not a good way to describe what I'm doing, but it's the best I can come up with at the moment. I feel better, happier, more satisfied having worked on the mask this evening.

It's been Monday all day. That's not unusual for this time of the week.

I took the midterm exam in my Wellness class. It was simplistic. Simplistic is on the annoying end of the spectrum. It's better than frustratingly inaccessible, though.

And speaking of inaccessible, I dropped the Social Psychology class today. Yay! Sing and dance for joy, everyone! That course offers nothing that is in any way significantly useful to my life. That's one less midterm exam I have this week, too.

Today has been better than yesterday. Diva and I were not in the same house together for more than perhaps a couple of hours, and then we were in different rooms. She's asleep now.

I have an annoying headache. I'm trying to think it away. So far it's not working.

And I need to study for my Death and Dying midterm. First of all I have to read two chapters in the book. It gets more complicated after that. I take that test on Thursday.

Oh, do you remember last week, was it Monday? I had an exam in my Behavioral Stats class. Guess what I made on that test. Go ahead. Guess. Oh, I can't stand the suspense. I made a 97 on that puppy!! Yes, I feel good.

Off to study now. Think happy thoughts. Clap for Tinkerbell. Et cetera.