For me, they make sense. Yes, my tuition is not cheap (cheaper than for many, but still not cheap), but I have a 35-45 minute commute, and I go to a small school, so sometimes there is only one or two in-class sections. For one of the classes I'm taking online, there were three sections. Two conflicted with the gen eds (which are Honors sections, one of each, and I need them to graduate) and the other was at 8 am on Mondays. I do not see the sense in taking a class only to do poorly in it because of something silly like it being too early in the morning. My body just doesn't work at that hour, and that's all there is to it.
I'm going to need to go back to the doctor once vacation is over. I still have the bump where the ligament is attached. Pain-wise, I have good days and days where it hurts so badly that I'm in tears.
Funny story with the hand: I was walking through this open-air mall when this surfer dude (he had a bathing suit and no shirt on and was with a bunch of guys with surf boards) comes up to me. At first I thought he was a vender (they were always talking to us, and it's Hawaii, so ignoring them would be considered beyond rude here) but he wasn't. He comes up to me and asked what happened. I told him I tore a ligament, and he asked if I was still in pain (I am). He says, "Well, I would like to pray for you if that would be alright..."


I've been hit on before, but, "I'd like to pray for you" is a new one.

I politely declined and walked away. My mother, who was standing there the whole time, was just like: