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Redoing Homework

I am now in full swing at school, which means homework. It’s not super terrible stuff, but my literature class takes a little bit more time than other classes have in the past. So, today, I did my homework in the office of the art lab, planning to print it out there so that I wouldn’t have to worry about it at home. Well, due to the the annoying fact that school computers are the not the most reliable machines to store homework on, when I went to the library to print it out, the file was gone. Nowhere to be found, even though I saved it three times. Needless to say, I was a little less than thrilled.

Obviously, there’s a chance that I made a mistake when I was trying to save the file, but this isn’t the first time this has happened to me at school. Also,saving files is a habit now. I’ve been doing it since elementary school. It’s been engraved into my brain for the last ten years how to save a Word document, so I don’t know how I screwed it up on the computer at my college. Due to the file running away at school, I had to come home and redo the work, which was frustrating, since I had spent an hour and a half at school getting it done the first time. It’s done and printed out, ready for my class tomorrow morning, but as I reflect on the day, I have come to some conclusions.

My day was pretty swell up until 4:30 when the fiasco with my homework happened. On Mondays and Wednesdays, I have two art classes, and it’s wonderful. I had worked on two projects that day in Design and Painting, and had gotten some really great feedback from my teachers.

After Paris

“After Paris” My line project for Design Project

Monocromatic Painting WIP

“Peach and Flower Still Life” WIP of my first oil painting

I let lost homework almost ruin my entire day. Something that took me only 30 minutes to redo almost messed up six hours of awesome studio time and meeting new people. Often times, I let little things screw up the good things that are going on in my life, and that’s something I’m working hard to fix.

Sometimes, things go wrong. It’s inevitable. But the way that we choose to handle those situations is up to us. God doesn’t ever give us anything that we can’t handle, and through the sucky times in life, He is always there to carry us through them. He cares about every part of our lives, and He wants to helps us through our trails, even if they are smaller ones, like having to redo homework. He doesn’t get mad when we get upset, in fact, those are the times when we can draw closer to Him.

So, what have I learned from today?

  1. I need to put a flash drive on my lanyard and use it all the time.
  2. I need to take my laptop with me to school to avoid the school PCs.
  3. Having to redo homework is not the end of the world (even though it really sucks)

Until next time,

Abby

Isaiah 41:10: Fear not, for I am with you. Do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you in my righteous right hand.

A Letter To My Math Homework

Dear Math Homework:

I hate you.

Seriously, why do you exist? I feel sad inside every time I have to write out 50 problems that I could care less about in hopes that I will be able to make an “A” in this class. It’s kind of rude to make me solve all your problems. Take them to someone who actually cares about you. Like a math major.

I know that you just want me to be smart and all, but sometimes I get the feeling that you are just waiting for me to fail. Granted, you are a text book, but you know what I mean. I wish we could just be friends. Friends don’t want to see each other fail.

Now, I know I could have avoided the stress of it being almost midnight the night before a quiz by studying this weekend, but I am still a free spirited teenager. I feel the need to go have pancakes with my friends. I just had to see Fiddler on the Roof and watch Walking Dead right after. I mean, I had to WORK. I need a paycheck, Math! I have a life to live, but you want me to sit with you and work out everything on your pages. So here I sit, 11:32pm, with you staring at me, reminding me that I have class at 8am.

I am writing this to tell you that I am sad that we can’t be friends. I hope that we can tolerate each other for the next year and a half while I finish my AA. I promise I won’t burn your pages as long as you don’t melt my brain.

Signed,

A Procrastinating Art Major