Low On The Learning Curve

It's peculiar when the classes are held in a building that previously was home to an air charter operation--the seats are bigger and cushier. That's not necessarily a good thing, especially if you have to get up at oh-dark-hundred. No, I didn't fall asleep, but by the end of the lesson we were shown a movie, and it was so repetitive and slowly paced the feeling was getting dangerously close.

Today was the first time I opened my textbook, and a scavenger hunt in the school hangar for electrical outlets and fire extinguishers. And an attempt to map out said hangar and everything in it in a scaled drawing. I told everybody I flunked drafting in high school--I wonder what they'll think about my work.