Let's see, I fully published my web site, which I'd already finished and published but then did so how the teacher wanted "in another folder" on the unix drive at my school. I also updated my previous site so you can switch back and forth between the sites (though they won't open into another window if they are already in another window which is only slightly annoying, since it wasn't a requirement). For my first project I got a 150/150 and a "good job on your first html project" from the teacher which you're damn right I did. Twelve hours spent working on this thing along with actually figuring out how to do the things
you made requirements but didn't teach well in class, plus endless time in the computer lab adjusting, editing, re-coding, re-sizing, re-writing the whole shebang. Then I got through chapter 4 of Dreamweaver, as you assigned, in far less time then the book said it would take me. Oh, and I also have my third project planned out, more or less, and am trying to decide on a purple background or a red and white one with brown ribbon/lace strips that may unfortunately end up covered by my new website template.
I did so while crampy, in an overheated room giving me a nauseous headache while you (the teacher) made a speech for a good twenty minutes how again we (the class) must be lenient with you since it is your first time teaching the material (granted, I'll give you some there, but you know, it'd be nice if
you could take some more time outside of class to have your lessons down before class so we don't spend a half-hour trying to open unix correctly when we only have an hour and fifteen minute class yeah?) and actually try outside of class. Cause you know, it's evident I didn't and all.
Oh and this was a couple days ago but it still helps battle my depression. For a while now I've sort of had this interest in a certain pairing in a certain fandom that I'm pretty sure I'm the only fan of. And someone wrote it. Twice.

/died and gone to a very happy place