True Love

During my first few classes here, some of the more veteran students asked me what classes I was taking. After explaining my course load, they told me that I would soon have an unhealthy attachment to my laptop. How right they were. I do everything with this laptop. Not only do I have an online class, one of my class put all the readings on a CDrom. Now, if I were not insanely thrifty (some might even say frugal), I would just print these off at the library. I am remiss for ever being mad at Valpo because of one key thing: you can print off as much as you want in the library for free. Now, I see the value in that and do realise I took advantage at the time, but still. When you have sit staring at your computer for hours, you gain a new sense of appreciation for, well, paper.

I also have to do a few reflective journals (fear not, education friends, it is actually a critique of the articles based on your personal experience, not a feel good piece of crap saying how reading pointless articles written by the professors has changed you forever as a teacher) which all must submitted as electronic files. I am tied to this computer. I bring it with me to the library, I use it at home, I use it for recreation as well as information and studies. We are considering applying for a commonlaw marriage seeing as how we spend so much time with each other. It just seems practical.

One friend told me that after taking several online courses in semester, she accidentally carried her laptop around with her unnecessarily for a few days before noticing. I am one with the computer and there's no turning back. I feel the irony of stating how much I adore my laptop given the blog of yesterday, but I am reminded of brainwashing techniques. These are all stages, I am just willingly walking into the bliss of dependence on my technological partner. All I can say is, thanks Mom and Dad for the most perfect graduation present ever.