And so my second semester at UF starts. It’s nice to see all of my friends down here again, but of course there are courses to deal with as well.

So far, I’ve gone to two of my courses, and I’ll go to the other two tomorrow for the first time. I have a really balanced schedule – the same two periods every day but Tuesday, which has those same two plus a couple more. So my worst day will be Tuesay again, but it’ll only be four hours. Much better than last semester’s six-hour Tuesday.

One of my classes looks like it will involve a lot of coding. We get our first assignment on the 10th of this month. When asked about how much code would be involved in the final project, the professor couldn’t say exactly, but put his ballpark guess at 4,000 or 5,000 lines of code. Which amounts to twice the size of the second project that I did in OS. Of course, I only had three weeks to do that, so it doesn’t look like that much by comparison.

The other class that I went to today will use three tests to determine the final grade. You can’t imagine what the thought of a class with no projects makes me do inside. Already, I’m a leg up on last semester as far as time constraints go.

Academically, my springs have almost always been easier than my fall semesters. I’m not sure if that’s because of the fact that classes tend to be easier, or just that I don’t have college football to distract me on the weekends, but whatever works.

In other news, I’ve been semi-recruited to sing with the praise team on Sunday at my church down here. We’ll see how that goes, I guess. I practiced with them for the first time last night.

Driving the truck is going well, for the most part. I didn’t have to drive it today, but I was on the road a lot going to and from church yesterday. Thankfully, I didn’t ever stall out, but my friend Mike said that it was kind of funny to watch me starting off from the line – I still tend to lurch a lot. But it’s becoming easier each time I do it – I even let myself listen to music while I’m driving in the city now.

The living room looks a lot larger now that the Christmas tree is packed away for another year. Because of that, it looks a lot barer, too. It’s not sterile or anything, but it could stand a few more things on the walls. The two small Jack Deloney prints that I received as a Christmas gift from my grandmother have already found their way onto my “dining room” wall – I quote that only because it’s not really a room so much as a section of my apartment’s living room. They fit in well with the table and chairs that I have there. My walls are still pretty bare, though, I must admit. I’ve got multiple prints that I need to frame, including a couple more Jack Deloneys. I didn’t realize that framing was that expensive. Maybe I need to consider a side business once I start my teaching career.