Titled Musing- "Discouragement"

Spring has sprung, the flowers are in bloom, the sun is shining (sort of) and I have hit a rough patch. Maybe not a rough patch, but sometimes it feels like it just a little bit. We got our sophomore reviews back today, and for the most part it was good. I'm in Good Standing which I knew, but I was anxious to see the comments. I wasn't expecting to be with distinction or anything, but I think maybe that's the part that bothers me, is that I'm not with distinction. I know that I'm not going to be magnificent the first time around, it seems like I'll do my best the first time, and if it's not stupendous, if I were to do it again, it would be better. I sort of have to stumble a little bit and feel my way around before I really get a good grip on it. I know it's supposed to be like this, but I think I get frustrated with myself if I'm not amazing the first time. Which is probably stupid, but still, I want my work to set the bar, but it gets frustrating when it doesn't. I guess I sort of set these standards for myself and I do the best to my ability, but I've struggled with this before about if my ability is nothing more than average. They told me I work hard and am tenacious in sticking with things, which is good, what more can I ask? But they also felt like I may spend too much time with other committments. Which made me angry. I am a busy person, I know that, but that does not for one nanosecond mean that I must focus 24/7 on Interior design to be good or at my highest level. While interior design is my number one priority right now, it is not my only priority. My music is very important to me and it sort of makes me mad when people tell me I cannot do both and be at my highest level with both. Especially because I feel that it is completely untrue. And though it may seem to others that you can't focus on both, I feel like I would be cheating myself and squandering a gift that God has given me by leaving something behind to focus on one thing. Maybe I won't be a concert cellist, maybe it won't become my career, but it is a very important and big part of who I am and I refuse to believe that it is anything less than that or holding me back in any way. The rest of the world may say that it does, but in my heart I truly believe that it's not true. Some may say it's egotistical or foolish to think that way, but I don't care, I know the dedication it will take to prove them wrong, and I am willing and able to do so.
So that's probably my biggest frustration of today, I guess I'm just sort of discouraged right now. sometimes it just feels like other people seem to attain things so easily but I have to work through alot more to just stay afloat. And Sometimes it feels like the world is trying its best to push me down and make me give up. But I can't, because I know that I'm not going to quit or fail. So for now, in the words or TuPac 'It's me against the world.'

Untitled musing

It doesn't feel like Easter. I haven't been very reflective this year, and I think that part of that comes from not being able to attend Lenten Vespers on Wednesdays because of my class, I haven't had any time of preparation. But I suppose that's no excuse, shouldn't I have been preparing myself. Proabably, but once again, I've fallen short. Sometimes it feels like I keep working and pushing myself and my limits and keep striving to be better, but I don't always know why. I guess it's just always how I've been and it's how I've been raised...if you don't like something about yourself or the situation you're in you should change it. I feel like I'm constantly waiting and working for change. That there always has to be something better out there that I'm working towards. Why? What am I waiting for? Am I waiting for the perfect career, perfect financial situation, perfect friendship, perfect (gasp) relationship? I think part of me is scared to think that maybe I'm working and striving and it's going to be in vain. What if I'm supposed to end up poor and working at St. Anthony's Central Hospital until I retire, what if all of my friendships have major flaws? What if I'm supposed to stay single for the rest of my life? Why should I be scared about that, God's promised to take care of me, but will I be too proud and doubtful to realize that maybe God plans on taking care of me another way than what I think is the best way. I suppose deep down that's what I'm really afraid of, that I won't have the faith to let God take care of me according to His will even if it's not according to my will. I'm not really sure where I'm going with this one, but as usual, I extirpated some of the thoughts that just started flowing. I'm not deep. I'm definitely not a forward thinker or sagacious in any way shape or form. I wish people wouldn't encourage me to be like that, because I feel like I probably think of more of myself that other people do already. Sometimes I wonder what people really think of me and what they see me as. Am I putting forward the characteristics that I want people to see in me enough? Because I wonder if people only see me as that sarcastic girl who talks too loud. Yeah, I don't like hanging around her too much either...

Ahhh...spring

Azaleas
Originally uploaded by Denverdesigner07.

It's definitely springtime and the flowers are starting to bloom on campus. These are azaleas which can be found in abundance at AC. I love flowers! I know that's really old woman-ish but I really do, they're so pretty and wonderfully joyful. They really brighten my day. Anyway, not too much has been going on lately, I do have some more happy news though- I auditioned for a choir scholarship not thinking I would get one, but I did! I was really happy! My other super happy news is that I got a 93 on my Residential Interiors test!!!!!! And not only that, but Ms. Martin wrote "Very Good!" at the top of my paper!! I know that may seem like something really stupid to get excited over, but hey in the interior design world at Anderson College, getting not only an A from Ms. Martin, but a complement as well...That's like striking oil and gold...at the same time!
I'm trying to think of anything else that's going on, not too much, this week is Easter, but it just doesn't feel like it, I missed Palm Sunday services, and I will be spending Easter by myself again, which is sad, but I don't really want to think about it too much, because then I start missing home, but I'll be fine, I'll be home in like 2 months and my parents are coming in 3 weeks so I've nothing to be upset about. I've been really happy lately, everything just seems like it's been great, and even if somethings haven't gone the way I want them to, and some things have changed, I don't have to worry, because all things work together for good to them that love the Lord. So I will enjoy myself this spring and the rest of this school year, taking time to stop and smell and enjoy the flowers and just do everything to the best of my ability that God has given me.

Hey, did you hear the one about the girl who got stuck in an airport overnight in Houston?

Yeah I didn't think it was very funny either...

Well update time, I'm back at AC after a total of 25 grueling hours of travel which was only supposed to be 4, but it doesn't matter now: I made it. I thankfully got on the 9am flight out of Houston with much gratitude going towards Continental Gate Agent Linda who put me at the top of the standby list and made sure I got on the flight. Josh and Courtney, (to whom I now am eternally indebted) picked me up from the airport, smelly and dirty and everything and we made it back. I'm just glad that trip is over. Phew, I'm really tired now, but I'm going to go stuff some envelopes with my Peru support letters and then drift off into one of the deepest sleeps I've had in awhile. Happy news: The support raising efforts are going wonderfully! A family from my church wrote me a check for Two Hundred Dollars!!! I'm so thankful for the support and encouragement of this family! God is Good all the time and all the time God is Good!!! Please continue to pray for this trip, that everything will go according to plan and that everyone will be blessed in their efforts. Hope everyone has a good night!!! Proverbs 3:5-6

I didn't think this was physically possibly, but this both sucks and blows

Well, this is seriously the worst travel experience of my life. I am now in Corpus Christi International Airport. But Gillian, it's almost 9 o'clock, and you were supposed to leave Corpus Christi at 4:00 this afternoon. I know. We left Corpus at 5:30 because there was nasty weather in Houston. But Gillian, if you left Corpus Christi, shouldn't you be out of Corpus Christi? Right again, however, due to another influx of bad weather, we only got a third of the way to Houston, before we just started circling and then about 20 minutes later, when we were about a third of the way there, they realized that we would run out of fuel before the weather cleared up, so back to Corpus Christi it was. Good plan, we'll just wait out the storm in Houston and then take off, right? Too bad the storm came to Corpus. I am now in proverbial limbo in Corpus christi. So Gillian, what's to become of you? Well, for now, I will starve in the Corpus Christi International airport which is roughly the size of a soccer field while being subjected to the latest adult contemporary hits which includes, Amy Grant, Kenny G, and Michael Bolton. You know what they say...Small Airport, nothing is open to get dinner so you get bad music instead. Maybe they don't say that, but it's definitely what I'm experiencing right now. 43 of the 46 passengers on the flight bailed and took the nearest cab to the nearest hotel to fly out late Sunday. I can't do that, I have classes Monday. So right now it's looking like whenever the lightning advisory is lifted (which is probably going to be at least an hour) they'll refuel the plane (which will be another hour) and then the 3 remaining passengers will be lifted off to Houston, where I shall spend the night trying to get comfortable in the connected airport chairs that make it impossible to lie down. Darn you commercially designed furniture with armrests. Then, tomorrow morning, I will bitterly miss Palm Sunday services that I will replace with praying my hardest that I can fly standby on one of the flights tomorrow. It's not looking good. At very worst, I won't be able to fly out until Monday Afternoon. Please for the love of God pray that I make it tomorrow. Until then, it's me, the other 2 passengers, Pilot Christian Bassolino, and the latest adult contemporary hits, eagerly awaiting our departure from this God forsaken airport. Hopefully Kenny G won't make it to Houston.

USS Lexington

USS Lexington
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By the way, this is the view I got from my hotel at Corpus Christi, this is the USS Lexington, an aircraft carrier during WWII.

¡Adios, playa Asoleada!

Here I am, the last leg of my Spring Break 2005. Waiting in the Corpus Christi International airport for my 4:00 flight so I can head back to Anderson. My friend Josh is picking me up at the airport tonight where he will be receiving a very funny thank you gift. I didn't know what to get him from the beach, so I thought I would play it safe and give him the goofiest thing I could find. And holy moley, it's the weirdest thing I've ever seen in my entire life. It's a coconut that's carved to look like a pirate's head. It's really ugly, but it made me laugh, so hopefully he won't think I'm too weird for giving him that. I'm also getting him a gift card to panera or atlanta bread company or something so it actually looks like I'm thankful for his help. Friends are a wonderful thing to have around. Ahh...friends, it's funny the people who come into your life. It's sad when some people go out of your life. But like Robert Gallagher said, Change is inevitable - except from a vending machine. Ha, good quote. It doesn't help me like change anymore, but it's something to think about anyway. I suppose one of my shortcomings is that I have a hard time adjusting to change. I'm an old fuddy duddy and I like to get things in order and then keep them that way. It's kind of weird, because I think people may not realize this about me until they get to know me. Based on certain aspects of my life, I think people may think I'm not afraid of things, I can just throw caution to the wind and take whatever life throws at me. I suppose that's kind of true in a sense, but I don't necessarily embrace the change without a care. For instance, I packed up all my stuff and I moved 25 hours away from my home to go to a college I found online. Brave? Nope, I was scared as anything, but I knew it was where God wanted me to be. And that really is the only reason I've been able to do anything that may seem "brave" in my life. God guides me, but one thing that he's had to work on with me is my stubborness to just balk at change. I'm the type that needs to set down roots as soon as possible, I don't like not being in the know with what's going on. It's foolish, and proud, but it's me. Well, anyway, change is a good thing I guess. Even change with friendships....somehow. That's what I'll keep telling myself anyway...

Random Post from Corpus Christi,

I'm terribly distraught I don't have any way to take a picture, but I'm pretty sure that Groucho Marx just walked into the AquaJava coffee shop. He's dressed well in his pinstripe suite. Apparently his death in 1977 is agreeing with him nicely. Who Knew?!

Hola Amigos!

¡Saludos de Corpus, Christi! Si usted consigue siempre la ocasión de ir aqui , tome la oportunidad. ¡Es grande!

Now for all the gringos, Greetings from Corpus Christi! If you ever get the chance to come here, Take the opportunity. It's great!

That's right folks, I'm writing to you today from Texas, where the weather is set at 70 degrees, the beach acts as the backyard to my hotel room, and the U.S.S. Lexington is my next door neighbor. So far, I've spent most of my time on the beach which is wondefully warm, and today I went downtown where I sat for awhile in the South American coffee shop called AquaJava. Muy unico (unique) indeed. Tonight I will be heading over to Blackbeard's, a restuarant/bar/music hall where I hope to find some good live music and not too many drunk college students. So far, I really haven't noticed the tide of spring breakers here, I think they're all at South Padre Island which is about 20 minutes away and that is ok with me. So, Gillian, any interesting stories from the road? Just a few. The airport just about gave me a heart attack because when I went through Security, they searched my bag with my laptop in it and found my stash of cocaine. Good thing they believed me when I told them it was baby powder. Just kidding, but they did do the swabby thing test to my computer and for whatever reason my computer set off the alarm for chemicals and they had to do a pat down. It really did scare me, especially when it happened for a second time! But then they cleaned their stupid dirty machine and it came out all good. Disaster Averted!
My other fun story from Corpus Christi is that yesterday I walked to the Whataburger about a half a mile or so away to grab some dinner, and I decided that I didn't really want to walk back when it was dark, so I got my food to go and started to head back to my hotel. So I'm walking back with my food bag and it was kind of boring, but luckily the cat calls and whistles I got on the way back kept me entertained. My personal favorite, and vote for Bud Light's Real American Heroes award goes to you, Mr. Sidewalk Bad Pick-up Line Guy. When other people pass by on the sidewalk, they don't say anything and keep on walking, but not you sir. No, you have guts and the wit to come up with lines like "WhataBurger for WhataGal!" So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, Mr. Sidewalk bad pick-up line guy, because if it weren't for guys like you, there would be nothing for other guys to strive for when trying to hit on women.
That's my only fun story so far, but hey, tomorrow is another day. I think I'm going to try to go see the Lexington and the aquarium, but the aquarium costs 12 bucks, so we'll see. It's been good so far though, My spring break is rapidly coming to an end and I think that now is the time when I need to start mentally preparing myself for what lies ahead, and though I won't feel as overwhelmed with work as I was last semester, it is most certainly not the time to rest on my laurels. I have a semester to finish, and I'll be darned if I don't do my best to present my best work in everything. Ready Team....BREAK!

So that was my little pep talk for myself, Interesting random fact about resting on one's laurels, "The Greeks awarded wreaths of laurel leaves to the winners of the Pythian Games, and the Romans gave similar awards to distinguished citizens. For some winners, as with winners of gold medals in modern Olympic games, the award is enough; they have reached the pinnacle. Emanuel Deutch's 'Literary Remains' (1874) carries the suggestion: 'Let them rest on their laurels for a while.'" From "Dictionary of Cliches" by James Rogers (Ballantine Books, New York, 1985). " Isn't fun to learn something new? I thought so.

Anyway, there you have it. Soon I'll be back to school and back to my friends and all that good stuff, and then there's only 6 weeks until school is done, 7 weeks until my brother graduates, and then 8 weeks before Joleen graduates, and then I will be in Peru!!! Pray for that trip that all will go well, I hope everyone else is having a wonderful spring break! See ya!

It's the little things that make me happy...

One of the most relaxing things in life for me is stopping to enjoy the little things. As hectic as my world is and as always on the go I am with projects and RUF and symphony and all the other things that I fill up my life with, it's easy for me to get wrapped up in committments, but if I ever ever ever get to the point where I do not have the time to stop to pet a puppy and talk with its owner for a few minutes, my life is in serious need of a readjustment. I'd like to think that I am not so wrapped up in business to enjoy these things, but sometimes I lose focus (enter: last semester) But anyway, some of the little things that make me happy:
-Writing letters to my friends
-Petting puppies and talking with the owner for a few minutes
-Telling workers and restaurants or retail stores to have a good day before they say it to
me
-The Denver Public Library and the opportunity for learning that is holds
-The apartment building near the library that I am going to live in someday
-Coffee Shops that have book discussions that I can overhear
-The people sitting next to me at the coffee shop talking about anything and everything
-The Toddler that just walked into the coffee shop, because he's wearing shoes that
squeak like a doggie chew toy, probably so his mother knows where he is at all times.
-Finding new unique stores that I can visit regularly enough that the employees know me
-Meeting strangers and finding out about their lives
-Talking with old people about their lives
-Working at the hospital and doing my best to make other's days better, even if it is just
by helping them open their fruit cup or delivering an edible meal.
-Stopping to admire and smell the flowers
-The Perfect Petal flower shop which is quite possibly the best place in Denver to stop and
smell the roses, and any other flowers you can imagine
-playing the piano (even though I suck)
-Playing the cello (I don't suck quite as bad as I do at the piano)
-Eating at new restaurants- especially ones with crazy food
-Trying new things at least once so I can confidently make a decision without any biases
-The towel rack in my house in directly in line with the vent, so the towels are warm
when you step out of the shower
-Dreaming and imagining what sort of places I'll end up at
-Reading classic books
-Listening to live music- especially jazz and blues
-Basking in the sun's warmth and just soaking up the goodness
-Picturing myself basking in the sun's warmth and just soaking up the goodness while I'm
at the beach in Texas tomorrow!!!

Well, folks I'm leaving for Corpus Christi tomorrow at 5:00 am, early morning, but I will be in Texas by 9:00 I hope everyone has a wonderful rest of your spring break and enjoy it while it lasts!

10 Reasons Why I love Colorado...

Mount of the Holy Cross
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These aren't necessarily the top ten in order, but they are 1o reasons nonetheless. So without further ado. Ahem...

Number 1)Yesterday it was 70 degrees and gorgeous
Number 2) Today, it is snowing and it is gorgeous
Nubmer 3) *See photo* This is the Mount of the Holy Cross, one of Colorado's Fourteeners (peaks above 14,000 ft) Amazing.
Number 4) I found a radio station today that plays Brazilian Music at night. How neat is that?
Number 5) Where else in the world are you so blessed to have such an amazing view when you do simple things like go to the grocery store?
Number 6) Real edible Mexican food
Number 7) My Family and Friends
Number 8) Downtown life, I can't wait to live there
Number 9) Mountain life, again, so gorgeous
Number 10) The Buffalo Herd (or Bison if you want to be correct) which proves once and for all that yes, Jeff, Colordao does in fact have better livestock

*Sigh* Yay for my home!

Home, the spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.~Robert Montgomery

Here it I sit in my familiar chair at the familiar Starbucks that is located near my familiar home. It was said by a Roman writer, that "familiarity breeds contempt." Later Mark Twain said "Familiarity breeds contempt - and children." The latter quote is meant for nothing but humorous purposes. But the first quote is interesting to me. I suppose constant familiarity would breed contempt, however, in my case, it has proven true that absence makes the heart grow fonder. I'm not sure who said that in the first place, but how true it is for me. I grew up in Colorado and though I've traveled to many different places, nothing to me can compare to my home. My roots are here. I've truly blessed by God to have the home and family that I have. My entire life belongs in Colorado. I know I talk about my family alot, but I have to credit my entire life to the way my family raised me. I'm so thankful for the family God placed me in, because I seriously do not deserve it. I've said before that I feel so spoiled in my life and just how ridiculous it is that I have the life I have. And sometimes, I would hear others' stories about trials they've gone through in life and hardships they faced, but the faith they received from God. When I hear these stories, I just sit back in awe because of the faith that these people possess, it's truly an encourgement to me. I've talked about how I haven't really had any major hardships in life, and how I felt sometimes I couldn't relate to those around me going through these major tragedies. Sometimes I would feel bad, because I couldn't relate and though it sounds so stupid to me now, I would almost want something to happen to me, something that I could grow in God through, I guess I wanted to be able to have that same type of faith and I somehow, it sort of felt like my faith wasn't as "good" or valuable if I didn't go through something major. (I was having some of these thoughts on Wednesday night, after our girl's Bible study when Bailey's mom spoke about some of the things she's gone through, she's a really amazing woman) So anyway, after thinking these things, the next morning, we had our RUF leadership meeting, and my friend Rob led the devotion and he used the passage from I Corinthians 12 about speaking of the unity of the church which is some really good stuff, but the passage that really opened my eyes was the verses right at the beginning of the chapter. It says:
4 Now there are varieties of gifts, but the same Spirit; 5 and there are varieties of services, but the same Lord; 6 and there are varieties of activities, but it is the same God who activates all of them in everyone. 7 To each is given the manifestation of the Spirit for the common good. 11 All these are activated by one and the same Spirit, who allots to each one individually just as the Spirit chooses.
I think that the Scripture can speak better for itself, but I definitely realized that by my trying to look for some trial or miracle or whatever to grow my strength, I was being proud and not fully believing that God's grace is sufficient for me. Maybe I haven't gone through a major tragedy, maybe I never will, but no matter what happens to me in my life, I can have full confidence that it is a gift from God and it is exactly what I need and at the right time. It is His grace, and it is most certainly sufficient for me. God's Blessings.

Did you hear about the Buddhist who refused his dentist's Novocain during root canal work?

He wanted to transcend dental medication.

Ok ok, I know "Geez Gillian, your sense of humor sucks" Well, perhaps, but at least I've learned to appreciate the little things in life, like dumb old person jokes and flowers...and little green apples. Anyway...So nothing too crazy has been going on lately with me, hmmm let me think...nope. But, I was thinking about my life the other day...ha, real specific right? well, maybe, but I was just thinking about myself in relation to other that are about my age. I was just thinking that, I suppose in comparison to other people my age, I'm not necessarily normal. Sure, everyone has these tendencies that may seem a little strange or whatever, but when I think about me and my habits, I feel kind of different than the *ahem* regular kids. That makes me sound weird, but I was thinking, that I suppose ever since I was younger, I felt different, I don't know why I thought that, maybe because I was always being told I wasn't normal (not to say I was weird in a bad way) but for instance, if in school, I were to get a C for something, my parents wouldn't get angry, but I think they were maybe a little upset, and I would try to defend myself by saying "It's ok, a C is average" and all I would get in response was 'You're not an average girl." and it wasn't just from my parents or other family members, but from people at church, teachers. In first grade, on the last day of school, we got these little trophies that had a little phrase about our personalities, alot of the kids got stuff that said 'For your Sweet spirit" "For your kindness" all that stuff, Mine was a little plastic trophy that I got for my inquisitive nature. Exact words. I was happy, because mine wasn't like anyone else's, that and the fact that it had a big word on it. Is that weird? Is it nerdy? Maybe, but was my nerdiness innate or was it because my parents and others around me pushed me to be better than average? People tell me I'm smart. I don't know how I feel about that. There are some many people so much smarter than I am, sometimes I feel like a big phony. I'm not smart, I'm not witty, I'm not funny, I'm not any of the good things that people say I am. What do people think about me when they think of me? I hope people think I'm different, because I feel different. I feel as if maybe hopefully there is something in me, whatever it may be, that would give me some indication that I am actually not average. However, like I said, I don't want to believe the good things that people say about me, because then I'm buying into something that isn't true. I suppose I feel like Paul, I am the chief of sinners, and I have absolutely nothing to boast but Christ. Which is probably a really good thing for everyone's sake.

Ok so that post was quite possibly the most random one yet, but, I just started writing and apparently the journalistic road was pretty roundabout. In other news, Gillian Baikie will be back in Denver, where everything is better in precisely 3 days. PRAISE GOD FROM WHOM ALL BLESSINGS FLOW!!!!

The hardest thing is to love someone and have the courage to let them love you back

so I don't usually post things about love and falling in love and all that mushy stuff, but I saw The Wedding Date on Monday and one of the characters said that and I thought, Hmm... I think if ever I were to fall in love, that would apply to me. But I don't really want to expound too much upon that right now, but it did make me think a little bit about myself. Well anyway, enough blabber right now, other than that, nothing terribly exciting has been happening Except I am a little perturbed with my computer aided design (CAD) professor. Ok heres the story. about 3 weeks ago, we had a project due and we were supposed to print it out in class to turn in, well somewhere between 11:30 that afternoon when I finished and 6:30 that night when it was due my file got corrupted somehow, and I couldn't open it, so the professor Warren Verdin tells me he'll call the computer guy and sort it out. Well the next week, he tells me that his computer guy from his work couldn't fix it and that it was going to be my responsibility to call the school's computer guy. Well pardon me, but I don't think that should be the student's responsibility in the first place because I can't help it if the school has crappy equipment. But, I digress, Anyway, so tuesday night, I'll be honest I forgot, and I told him on thursday that I didn't get a chance to call him yet, and he gets mad at me. So I try on Friday to call Doug Davison, the AC computer guy, and I get a message machine saying he'll be out of town for the next week, So I tell Mr. Verdin this and he gets mad at me again, but I left a message for the computer guy telling him the problem and everything that needs to be fixed fully expecting him to be able to fix it. Well no sir, that is not the case. So this past Tuesday rolls around and I get to class and Mr. Verdin asks if my computer is fixed yet, and I say Mr. Davison hasn't contacted me yet, but I left him a very detailed message. Well Mr. Verdin gets really angry and tells me that I need to get this taken care of and this problem needs to be fixed right away and that I should tell Mr Davison that if this doesn't get fixed by this week, he's going to drop me a full letter grade. And after he says this he goes "That should put the fear of God into both of you" I won't write everything that I thought at this point, but needless to say I was kind of upset. I cannot help it one bit if our computers suck, and once again, maybe this is debatable, but I still don't think it's the student's responsibility to be a maintenance worker for the computers that need to be taken out back and shot anyway. besides, I've done all he's asked of me as far as getting in touch with mr. Davison, and what sort of crack cocaine is he smoking that would make him think that threatening me with the grade is going to make Mr. Davison care one ounce about getting the job done faster. I'm sorry but the Anderson College information services department is not world reknowned for their speedy service, or even decent service for that matter. Anyway I'm a little upset about that, and if I get a poor grade because of someone else not doing his job in a manner that is acceptable to the professor than I'm going to appeal it. That is a problem between the computer department and the professor. Well, that's my rant for tonight, I could right more, but I probably shouldnt.