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I stayed. I walked outside, sat down for a bit, put my books in my bag, stood up, deliberated some more, pulled my notes out, looked through them, put them back in my bag, slung said bag on my back, hesitated, then walked back in. I stayed. Let's see if it makes a difference. I doubt it. But I'm proud of myself. A little. For now.

We ain't in the center of the Universe, kiddies.

From CNN.com
REDWOOD CITY, California (CNN) -- A jury recommended Monday that Scott Peterson, the former fertilizer salesman whose case grabbed national headlines, be sentenced to death for killing his 27-year-old pregnant wife, Laci.
Cheers went up from a crowd of several hundred outside the courthouse as the jury announced its decision after 11 1/2 hours of deliberations over three days.
[...]
The San Francisco Examiner published a special edition emblazoned with the giant headline "DEATH" minutes after the jury's recommendation was announced.

The part in bold troubles me. Deeply. Humanity. Or lack thereof.
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I took notes in Astro today. Last time (hopefully) with this woman. The professor went over galaxies, and I was suddenly struck by how vast it all was. And how very little space we took up in it. Our solar system is practically in one corner of a galaxy that's 100 000 000 light years across. It was almost overwhelming, to realize how utterly minuscule I am in the grand (celestial) scheme of things.

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As shared somewhat cryptically in my last entry, I decided to sit for my last (dreaded) Anatomy Practical. I wasn't prepared. Truly. When I say that, it's not false modesty. I know when I'm prepared and when I'm not (so *why* it is always the latter?). But all I need is to score a 66 or higher in order to have a valid shot at a B+ (and 3.3 on my transcript) for the class. Things weren't too hot, so...we'll see. Stephen's supposed to have the grades up some time this evening.

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I'm toying with finding a nice baby picture, scanning it (I've *finally* reclaimed my printer), and posting it up here. I figure a baby picture is a good way to maintain some modicum of anonymity (I'm a Modest Bess; surely y'all have figured that out by now) and, besides, *everyone* loves baby pictures! Which is why I'm game ... if other people do it as well. Because...EVERYONE loves baby pictures! I'd even dig out an embarrassing one if I can get some peeps in on the fun.

So, what do you say?

Bwah. I laugh

I did one point better on this Practical than I did on the last. Oh yeah. Solid B, here I come!