diary entry

    The first half of this semester has been quite a rush. What I mean to say is that I have learned a whole lot. During the first couple of weeks it was overwhelming. I did not know what I was doing and did not have the skills sets to do what I did not know I was doing.

    Eventually I learned how to write... better. That was not the hardest part. I still have to overcome my lack of street smarts. My mother would never let me play on the street. The closest I got was weed-whacking the lawn and eventually driving. I never learned about politics. I can not think of a single time my parents read the paper. We did not talk about heated issues. Our house was one that was part of the road system but never connected to the street, if you catch my drift.

    Suzanne realized my lacking as much as I did, and we discussed it. I showed up at the door of wikipedia  a few times to help me get my bearings.