I just had my best philosophy class ever. I had understood the reading, so I understood the class discussion. Not only that, but I participated, got the connections she made to other things, even related it back to something else we had discussed last month. I felt on the ball and it was an utterly fantastic feeling. *basks in happy glow of comprehension*

Now to write an English paper that I really should have written awhile ago. Not an overly appealing task, but it'll be okay.