Calculus...the Final Frontier!

So, I have spent the last week reading, catching up on Friends, scanning in my lecture notes from last quarter, and backpacking through Point Reyes with my Andrew! Blisters and beach-side adventures were aplenty as we hiked over 14 miles (in one day!) with our packs, and met a sweet dog named Ahi. We returned to the grid yesterday refreshed and so happy to shower. It's amazing how good it feels to be at home, lay down on a real mattress, and make pizza when you've been eating backpacker food (read: just add water) off a whisperlite and sleeping in/on ultra lightweight everything for a few days. The views out there were pretty unbeatable though.

 My handsome Andrew hiking with his pack (after we unloaded all of the food, tent, sleeping bags, pads, chair, water, stove, etc in the photo below...you can really fit a lot of shit in two packs.)

 Base Camp with our "kitchen" on top of the bear box

Some hard body couple running shirtless on the beach

Oh, you thought by the post title that this was going to be about calculus? Well, I thought I would ease you in with the vacation photos first, but my final calculus course (could it be, my last mathematics course EVER?) starts tonight. Am I ready? Of course not! But is one ever truly ready for mathematics? It's only a matter of time before I am swearing at webassign/mathlab/whatever online homework system they'll have us using this time. 

But, Emma, I thought space was the final frontier? Well, I haven't earned an A in any math class since high school, and I'd like to change that this Summer. If nothing else, at least hopefully this calculus class won't end like the last one... wherein my hand (my writing hand!) got bit by a dog the night before my final (at 11:40pm, just my luck) and I came to the final anyways and suffered through trying to write illegibly with the pencil between my pinkie and ring fingers and started bleeding on my paper. It was truly as ridiculous as it sounds. I had worked so hard in that class and went to every single office hours with my professor only to not be able to write on the day of my final. The whole situation was quite upsetting. But what can I say, I am stubborn and I wasn't about to post-pone a final because of some minor nerve damage in my wrist. Let's just not make that a repeat performance. Wow, see, I am already feeling way better about this class!