PBJ

This semester has kicked my ass, as can be proven by my lack of attention to this "blog". It's finals week, so surely next week I will have more time on my hands. Who knows maybe I will make a new real post while drunk, as I can already tell that I will be celebrating the end of this week on Friday. For now settle for this, I am trying very hard to study for the four remaining finals I have this week, I took two this morning. This is what is in my head right now.....

I may need help or encouragement with my concentration, as I am slowly losing it....

Let Me Count the Ways to Procrastinate...

There is no greater pleasure in life sometimes than the thought of tomorrow, and putting things off until tomorrow. There are many things I do to procrastinate, for example I sort through my pictures. I have an exam at 8am tomorrow, and of course I am doing my favorite pastime. So here are two random and terrifying in their own ways pictures.

The snow from two weeks ago, my van was buried for days because of this....

This other picture is slightly terrifying and therefor should be allotted tons of space in case you wish to avert your eyes....

I was told to "look crazy", however I look either possessed or on the verge of a killing spree. Luckily I was neither at the time, just enjoyably drunk on my birthday.

My favorite comment from a Facebook friend was "When gingers snap"....

Snow No Mo'

Alright so another round of snow last week caused classes to be cancelled on Thursday and Friday. Thus making my life oh so wonderful this week. Like an idiot I spent much of my 29th birthday on Saturday drinking. My excuse was devastation over the realization that I will not be able to do anything too outrageous or exciting during the final year of my twenties. Being a married college student kind of takes away from that. However unlike my peers I can buy my own beer or now really wine as I have matured or whatever.

So how did the snow ruin my life this week you ask? Well the exams I had for last Thursday and Friday were moved to this week. My drunkenness caused me to not complete a take home exam until tonight. Although that one is solely my fault and not the booze since I decided to partake in the alcohol. Anyway, our store's biggest weekend is this weekend, our local comic con. So aside from prepping for the convention I have six yes SIX exams this week, with two quizzes as the cherry on top. I have completed two of six exams as of today, but I still have a lot of studying in site. Aside from all that fun stuff I still have to maintain my home as I have pets. Pets are messy. Husbands are messy. By this Sunday I will surely be in a zombie state and will most likely take to the alcohol again.

FYI not drinking all that often has brought forth what I can only describe as a two day hangover. The hangover has finally left, but does that happen as you get older or just when you don't drink often enough?

I Might Be a Jerk...

I have a love/hate relationship with my Survey of Popular Music class. I love the subject, we listen to awesome music and learn about musicians and bands. The professor is alright, he uses the word gig too much, but he's alright. Easy tests. This is why I love the class. Here is why I hate the class: It's a gen ed, everyone in there is annoying, and I will end up punching someone. First off almost everyone in there is a freshman, and they ask some of the dumbest questions. It's obvious many of them only enjoy the auto tuned crap today's music industry produces. Aside from the older guy in my class, who thinks he is the shit for being older. He acts all knowing and way to condescending for my taste. I literally talk to no one in this class, there are at least 60+ students.  I sit in the back, which is partially my fault for so much of my frustration. However, it is the best way for me to see the slides and take accurate notes. So I'm pretty much screwed. Everyone around me feels the need to talk and eat loudly. No one takes notes, which the notes are only given in class. There is no going to Blackboard and copying the notes. So in order to ace the class, which is super easy to do, you have to take notes. I receive no greater pleasure than on the days he gives back exams or papers. As this class is super easy, I get A's and 100's on all the assignments. While others around me get C's and D's.

When I hear people complaining about their bad grades and being unable to understand why they did so bad, I just want to shake them and tell them that if they would shut up and pay attention they could be passing this super easy class too. Instead I sit there like the world's biggest jerk with a smug smile on my face, leaving my graded assignments/tests out for those around me to see just how wonderful I am.

Maybe I should see someone about this? But then again, I kind of enjoy it.

I'm about to avada kedavra this paper....

This is me currently...

I spent 30 minutes on this and learned many things. 1.) I have a complicated hair color that cannot be correctly depicted in MS Paint. 2.) I nailed my laptop. Nailed it. 3.) I look like Voldemort. 4.) I have no neck, I am Voldemort without a neck. What kind of Voldemort does that make me?

After completing the masterpiece above, I realize that it looks more like I am praying over my laptop than trying to stay awake while writing a paper for my english class.

I almost thought about nixing the drawing, however I spent 30 minutes on it. It deserves internet shame for it's horribleness.

Eff You Snow

 Bread, milk, and eggs have gone extinct in my state. Everyone is enjoying their egg sandwiches with their glasses of milk. Why is it always eggs, bread, and milk? No cereal? No chicken? Why not veggies and fruit? Or even better canned food. Not food that molds and expires.

end rant

Classes have been cancelled all this week thanks to 12-14" of snow. I cannot wait to see the look of panic on my professors' faces when class resumes.

Oh well, time to enjoy some snow cream; obligatory snow pic below.

Registration...

And so it begins..

Again.

Registration for the Fall 2015 semester starts in a few weeks, so I have begun to think ahead (yet again). In case I haven't mentioned, I am Pre-Occupational Science. What does one do with an Occupational Science degree? Well I'm actually not to sure, as I will be immediately getting a graduate degree in Occupational Therapy. So I honestly have no idea what I would do with my undergraduate degree if I did not get my graduate degree. However, from my understanding my school has one of the more complex programs, also one of the top rated, but pretty complex. I am considered Pre-Occupational Science until I apply for the program and am accepted. In order to apply I must have a high GPA, the lowest accepted this past semester was 3.4 GPA I believe; I currently have a 4.0 GPA. As well you must have 60 GPA credit hours completed or pending completion by the time you apply. You can only apply during the spring semester and must apply by March. There are four core classes you must take and receive a B or higher, and only one of those classes can be repeated if needed. The core classes are: Psychology 200, Statistics 215, Biology 171 (Anatomy), and Biology 301 (Human Physiology).

While I took 13 credit hours last semester, due to my need for a remedial math class, I only had 10 GPA credit hours. This also prevented me from making the Dean's List. This has put me slightly behind. So to make up for this I am taking 18 credit hours this semester (the max without an override) and will be taking 3 credit hours during the summer semester. I have already registered for Anatomy, this way I can focus on one of the harder of my core classes without needing to divide my attention to other classes. I will be able to relax a bit come the fall when I can take just 15 credit hours. This will allow me to have 46 credit hours come the Spring 2016 semester and I will only need to take 14 credit hours worth of classes. Having already mapped out my next two semesters, I will have met almost all of my general education requirements come the time for my spring semester when I apply for my program. I will only need to take one core class that semester and what the university considers a diversity class. Meaning I will have 9 credit hours that I can just play around with in easy fun electives.

While I will be working my ass off this semester, come my next spring semester I will be taking it pretty easy. Just a year away until I am halfway to my degree! At that I have homework to do.

Sometimes a Facebook post becomes a blog post....

I had intended this for a Facebook rant; then realized that even though this event occurred yesterday, that I am still perplexed/frustrated over it.....

A classmate (who is retaking this course) sat down and informed me they had not completed the homework. The homework was given to us 5 days ago, and was quite simple. TO READ A FRIGGIN CHAPTER. Just one chapter. Just reading. No outline necessary or questions to accompany the reading. Yet they somehow didn't manage to complete it. I could only grin and say "Really? It wasn't that bad." Inside I had so many other replies in mind. Ranging from the docile, "This is probably why you failed last semester." to the more raging, "Are you kidding me? I worked 45 hours last week, went to school for 18 hours, have a daily hour commute, had two papers to write, completed reading for all 7 of my courses, kept my house somewhat decent, and managed to get a little bit of sleep. This is my life until May. And you who live on campus, are 18 and don't have nearly as much responsibility; couldn't complete your homework?!!?"

Now I realize I don't know this person or what they have going on; however they chose to play on their phone instead of taking notes during the lecture. The professor does not provide notes or slides on Blackboard. Maybe the new norm for attending college should be to grow up a little and get your life together, then make an informed decision. I think 10 years ago that could have been me, almost. I would never be ballsy enough to have my phone out while the professor lectures, that is just plain rude. But I would probably be breezing my way through college, not focusing on my GPA or really even the class work. It's sad for me when I see these kids whose parents can afford to support them through college, just take advantage of what others would bust their butts for. I'm not saying all college students are like this, most who are don't make it past two semesters. But still, they can't appreciate the possibilities they have in front of them. There is no drive, no desire.

Alright end of my rant. I have homework to do!!

A Slightly Dramatic Post

I will be 29 in a little over a month. The last year of my twenties. I can remember as a little kid thinking of how old 30 was. Now I am torn between feeling young and starting to become a real adult. I have owned my own home for almost 9 years, I married too young to legally drink at my wedding, I have had a job of some sort since I was 14 or 15; but THIS is what makes me feel like I am almost an adult. That and the day I have had. Reading in my math book and I came across this sentence: "Have you done any of the following today: sent a text message, spent time on Facebook, browsed the Internet, checked your email, listened to your iPod, talked on your cell phone, or gotten directions from a GPS device?" Then I thought to myself how different it is than anything that would have been in my text books back when I was in school. Not to mention today I arrived to one of my classes early, and by the time the class was over I had been sitting for so long that I felt stiff when I got up from my desk. In another class I outed myself as older twice. The first incident was when the professor noticed I and another student shared the same first name. I commented that I was use to it because back in the 80's my name was very popular. Everyone in the class looked at me funny, none of them had been alive in the 80's. Then we were discussing operating systems and the professor asked if anyone remembered Vista, I laughed and commented that I could remember Windows 95. They looked at me again, thank God I didn't mention the computer we had when I was a kid, it required floppy disks to even run a program. In my biology lab, I was relieved when I saw a man with graying hair; then got sad when I realized I'd probably have more in common with him than anyone else in the room. 

Alright, well I better get back to math since I was actually in the middle of homework and had this ridiculous revelation. It's probably more to do with my over work and under slept mind that has caused me to think all this is a bigger deal than it really is. But still. They are so young looking, like little kids. I get terrified just realizing they are parking near my vehicle and have only been driving for like a year or two. Alright, really end of rant.

PSYCHcess!

So as I have previously mentioned, I attempted a psychology class that is one of the core class for my degree last semester, with no luck. Just to recap I ended up dropping the class after the first meeting, because the professor was incompetent and a little out there. I registered with another professor this semester while there were still multiple options. And after today's first class I am so happy with the choice I made. Yay! No horrible psychology professor that could potential have jeopardized my 4.0 GPA. Cause yeah that is what I'm rocking right now. And the higher my GPA, the easier it will be for me to get into my program when I apply in during the Spring 2016 semester. YAY!

It's A Wonderful Break

So I have been MIA since November, with good reason. Christmas season started for our store, meaning more and more orders. There was finals week, and then the holiday festivities that happen when you come from a large family and marry someone with a large family.

I can happily say that I currently have a 4.0 GPA; but can unhappily say that due to the requirements of the program I am applying for next year that I will be taking 18 credit hours this semester. Woot woot. I will be attempting to take psych 200 again, and here is to hoping that this professor won't be insane and cause me to drop the class after one day. I'm also taking a music class and picked up the book today, the book was written by a professor at my university; luckily not the professor that will be teaching the class. Let's face it, a professor that assigns the book he wrote will come off a bit pretentious.

I'm also taking another math class, but no lab, so none of the hassles I faced last semester. Biology should be interesting since I hate science, but my degree has science in the name so I'm pretty much screwed. English will be english, which was always one of my favorite subjects.

I'm not really worried about the classes, but more the class load. And then there is trying to find a lab partner. And trying to run a house and store full time. Luckily I'll be too busy to care once it all starts next week. But until then about every 5 minutes I have a mini freak out. Especially if I see my backpack and now the stack of books.

Our store will be a vendor at the local comic con and several festivals during this spring semester, so I have already started prepping and planning for those however I can. The one major blessing this semester for me is that most of my professors are men, and I've always felt I do better with a male teacher than a female. I'm not trying to be sexist, I just get along better with men.

Today the struggle was real for me, I bought the few supplies I needed after purchasing my books. And debated for several minutes with myself if I should go for the cheaper organization option or purchase Hello Kitty folders for all my classes. Then realizing that I am a grown ass woman almost in her thirties and should not walk around with Hello Kitty folders, I decided to skip them and go for the more adult decision. Besides I was given the cutest Hello Kitty sunglasses for Christmas, so that will already take me down a notch as far as my maturity is concerned. I also decided to use my somewhat spare time and put up Valentine's Day decorations in my house, yes I decorate for what the cynical call a Hallmark holiday. However my husband is the only Valentine I have ever or will ever have, so I freaking love February 14th. I can almost guarantee that even though it's just a few things, they will be up until the end of March and I have a chance during my spring break to take them down.