So my English professor understands that my problem with writing does not lie in understanding of the material, but rather in expressing my thoughts onto paper where readers see my inner monologue... rewriting my seven page Gilman essay on top of the four page Elizabeth Barrett Browning "How do I love thee, let me count the ways" poem analysis with presentation, and the five page Holocaust memoir by Elie Wiesel. How it all fits I don't know, but it always manages to in the end. Think Writing Center appointments

Having one computer at home causes stressful tensions to rise in all five of the family members trying to accomplish their tasks. Prioritizing by whom? Whose to say that family finances trumps a teenagers need to connect with friends. Or the checking of e-mail to pick up a message you friend left you who is current talking in the cordless phone at your ear is a higher need than a college student attempting to focus on spanish homework online that the teacher assigned and made visible only three days before its due.