Irony

Sometimes life is very ironic. The other day I was walking Telly. It was gorgeous weather; she was behaving perfectly; life was good. I was actually thinking about writing a post about how much I enjoy walking my dog this time of year when all of a sudden I found myself sprawled on the ground. She saw a squirrel and decided to give chase.

I was thinking recently about one of the reasons I decided to blog. I
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But mostly, I think, I'd like to become more comfortable and confident writing. Except for e-mails, essays for school are the only things I write, and I find them so difficult and laborious that I dread them. And I don't want to dread writing. So I figure, what better way to learn to write than to write about interesting things whenever I feel like it?

I think blogging has helped a bit. I still find writing very difficult, and it still takes me a long time, but I think feel more comfortable doing it. At least I might dread essays a wee bit less. I'm glad about that. But I was amused when I took a moment to compare my essay grades from before and after the birth of Ramblings. I found that my average essay grade has fallen about four points. In fact the last two essays have been A- instead of A+. (The end of the world is coming!) Perhaps blogging is bad for me. Or just bad for my GPA. Good riddance to grade point averages - I'm not quitting.

And the further irony is that in spite of my amazing ability to average numbers and compute differences I still think I'm going to fail the AP Calculus test on Wednesday.