Three down, one to go

Had the two finals I've been dreading all weekend this morning.

The English Comp project from hell is behind me now. I think I did a pretty good job with the parts I was responsible for. I wasn't the weak link (that's what I was afraid of the most). The only problem was that part of my presentation was on Power Point, and my version is newer than the one on the laptop I was provided, so it didn't get used... so I wrote the information on the chalkboard. It wasn't perfect, but it had to do.

The editing final took me all of about half an hour, and I actually had a fighting chance of passing it with a decent grade (i.e. I knew the answers).

US History is Wednesday, then I'm done. Summer session starts June 4th, so I have a couple of weeks off before going back to school. I don't know about the cramming 16 weeks of classes into half that time (classes are every day but Fridays), but it probably won't be that bad.

More to come on that.

I've already ordered my books for Summer, and I should get them the week of May 28th.

So now, I think I will go to sleep for a while.


That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

I'm going to take a nice long snooze... right after finals are over

I told someone today that I'm going to take a nap right after finals. I haven't been getting the sleep I need the last couple of weeks, and it's starting to take a toll on me. No more of this staying up til 2am, trying to cram a whole semester's knowledge into my brain. I know the material, so for my first final on Thursday, I'll study in the afternoon tomorrow, like I did today and yesterday, and take it from there.

I'm going up to Mom's tomorrow after school, because another place has called me for an interview, and it's closer to her house than it is mine. The job, as I understand it, is near me though.

So I have a double whammy here... do well on the interview Wednesday and the final on Thursday.
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Warning: Rant Ahead--

The whiny kid from one of my broadcasting classes has a class on Tuesday and Thursdays in the same place where I was editing my final project, and again, he was complaining about juggling work with school (and I guess he's not doing a good job at it, because school is apparently suffering). I didn't hear all of his arguments (mostly because I've tuned him out, and because I don't think he has a valid argument), so I don't know what all he said. Nor do I care. He hasn't learned to set priorities-- if he's going to go to school, then he should strive to do well. Blaming his work schedule, or the instructor, or whatever his lame argument is, isn't going to win him any brownie points. The person he should be blaming is the one he looks at in the mirror every morning.

The way I see it is this-- if you're not going to do your best work, for whatever reason, be it work, the instructor, your classmates, or your own failings, I don't want to hear your excuses for why you didn't complete the work. You either do the work or you don't. I may have not had the best editing projects in class, but at least I did them, and got them done on time. This guy was still editing the very first project we had in that class last week. That first project, if memory serves, was due in February! It's May, dude... it's too late for all that. I don't care what kind of fancy ass equipment you've bought to help you, the project is still late. Period. End of Story.

And this ends my rant about that!



That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

I'm so tired!

I slept past dinner... I'm so mad!

I don't like to eat past a certain time, like 8 or 9 pm, because a full stomach so late causes me to be wide awake instead of sleeping. But, I was starving, so I went and made fish and chips at 10pm. Now, I'm going to be up later than I want to be.

Just as long as I can sleep til 7:45am tomorrow morning...
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Yesterday, I got my US History quiz back and learned that I got all 25 questions right, in addition to four of the five bonus questions. I knew the answer to the fifth one, but was hesitant to write it down, so sure I was that I was wrong. Turns out that I wasn't. I should have just written it down!

The thing that gets me is that some of my classmates were talking about not studying for this quiz, and still getting what they felt were "decent" scores. Coming to class regularly and taking notes (and not talking to the girl next to you while the prof is lecturing), does help.

But, I guess that they will figure that out much later. As long as mommy and daddy are paying their way, they don't really care about grades. So why in the hell are they in school to begin with? Probably because their parents expect them to go on to college.

Daniel didn't go to college after high school. That was his choice. I wasn't sitting there bugging him to go if he was not ready to move on to that next step. It would've been nice that he went, but if he wasn't ready, then what's the point? Now, he says he's ready, but worries about the costs. I told him that if he's serious, to look into financial aid, or maybe go part time so he can still work full time.

On the other hand, Jeff went to college after high school... for a year. He liked it, but I think that he was still a little overwhelmed by the college experience, even at UCO. He might go back someday, if not at UCO, then somewhere else.

Clearly, some of my classmates are only in school for the social and monetary aspects. Attending classes is not real high on their priority list. Of course not all teenagers/early 20 somethings fall into this category. Some work their butts off. They have a plan, a goal they want to reach. At Rose State, a 2 year school, it's to go on to the bigger 4 year schools like OU and OSU.

Whether I do that or not is not really a concern at the moment. Maybe I don't need that Bachelor's degree. I don't know yet. After all, if I graduate when they say I will, I'll be 45 years old! I want the Associates. That's a given. After that, I don't know.


That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

Whew! Glad that's over!

My only midterm this semester, in US history, is history. I think I did pretty well.

It was an essay test. I used to like essay tests in high school (back in the 80's), because I thought I could bullshit my way thru it. This one wasn't the case. I studied my fat Italian ass off for this.

Armed with knowledge and still slightly fuzzy due to the NyQuil I took last night, I think I'll get a decent grade. I have a B in the class now.
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I feel tons better today. DayQuil has an expectorant, so all that icky stuff clogging up my sinuses is coming out. It's such an unpleasant business, though. I'd rather deal with that than end up in the hospital with pneumonia or something. I don't want a repeat of the winter of 1990, where I ended up with "walking pneumonia" so bad that if I had not gone to the doctor when I did (on my 26th birthday), the doctor was going to put me in the hospital. Instead, he gave me the most powerful medicine I'd ever taken to that point. I don't remember what it was, but it cleared things right up! I do remember sleeping a lot.
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I almost bought a laptop yesterday. I wanted to use part of my financial aid money for just that purpose. I found a couple that I think might work for me, as I'm just using it for school right now. But I want to look a little more, to make sure I'm getting as much bang for my buck as I can afford.
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Did you know today is "pi day"? I didn't either. They call it that because when you write out the date numerically, i.e. 3/14, it looks like the first digits of pi (3.14).

But hell, tomorrow is the Ides of March... beware! LOL
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That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

Live from Allergy Central...

It's me! Suffering from either a really wicked cold, or the tree pollen has really gotten to me this year. There are a lot of trees on campus...

In short, I feel as though I have been hit by a semi (anyone get that tag number?).

I made it to Friday, and short of any homework, I may just sleep all weekend. I feel just bleh... then again, there is feed a cold, starve a fever...

Or is that the other way round?

Hopefully next week, I'll feel better. I have a midterm in US History to take and I can't be all fuzzy headed.


Wait til Tuesday, cowboy...


That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--