Stats:
assignments left: 0
times cried: 1
close calls: 3
coffees: 4
free time: lots
mood: up and down
reading: Tuesdays with Morrie
highlights: working on the porch, soccer invite, Passion CD
Weekly Update:
I won't lie; it's been a really tough week. It started strong, with me pepping myself until I finished all three of my last assignments for my degree. I turned them in Monday afternoon, totally psyched to send for my transcripts immediately and apply for graduation upon their arrival at TESC....
If you can see the paper airplane crashing toward the ground, it totally did. As I logged on to turn in assignments, I found out that there is a final exam for one of the classes. (And it just so happens to be the Class-I-Hate which will be earning my "Least Favorite Class Award" for the entirety of my college experience.) I was crushed. Deflated. Discouraged. You know what? I said, I am not going to worry about this today. I will deal with it tomorrow. And I enjoyed some coffee and catch-up time with a friend at Starbucks.
Next day: I studied for the two-essay exam, but when I went to take it, I found out it has to be proctored through an official institution. Figures. So I called my testing center from my CLEP-ing days and of course they can proctor the exam for me--at $45 per hour and the exam has to be in their office before I can even schedule an appointment. So I sent for the exam and it is being snail-mailed to their office. In the meantime, I just have to sit on my hands and wait and keep calling to see if it arrived.
I'll admit that I was so frustrated with all these delays and brick walls that I cried. On the phone. With Jake. Except I was all trying to hide it since he had just called to check in for five minutes before a class and I couldn't keep him too long. As the end of our time is nearing, I can tell I am totally losing it--my eyes are stinging and my voice is cracking and I can barely say, "I'm fine. You'll be late for class." =( After he hung up, I shed a few more tears and then pulled myself together again to face the rest of the week.
The rest of the week has been fine, except for this exam hanging over my head. I just want it to be DONE but circumstances are just slowing me down. On a positive note, lots of good things have happened this week like: running for 8 minutes straight, working from the back porch with an arnold palmer in my hand, being invited to join an indoor soccer league(!!!), and today, the CD from the Passion Conference arrived!! So, I am counting my blessings and trying not to think too much about what lays ahead.
assignments left: 0
times cried: 1
close calls: 3
coffees: 4
free time: lots
mood: up and down
reading: Tuesdays with Morrie
highlights: working on the porch, soccer invite, Passion CD
Weekly Update:
I won't lie; it's been a really tough week. It started strong, with me pepping myself until I finished all three of my last assignments for my degree. I turned them in Monday afternoon, totally psyched to send for my transcripts immediately and apply for graduation upon their arrival at TESC....
If you can see the paper airplane crashing toward the ground, it totally did. As I logged on to turn in assignments, I found out that there is a final exam for one of the classes. (And it just so happens to be the Class-I-Hate which will be earning my "Least Favorite Class Award" for the entirety of my college experience.) I was crushed. Deflated. Discouraged. You know what? I said, I am not going to worry about this today. I will deal with it tomorrow. And I enjoyed some coffee and catch-up time with a friend at Starbucks.
Next day: I studied for the two-essay exam, but when I went to take it, I found out it has to be proctored through an official institution. Figures. So I called my testing center from my CLEP-ing days and of course they can proctor the exam for me--at $45 per hour and the exam has to be in their office before I can even schedule an appointment. So I sent for the exam and it is being snail-mailed to their office. In the meantime, I just have to sit on my hands and wait and keep calling to see if it arrived.
I'll admit that I was so frustrated with all these delays and brick walls that I cried. On the phone. With Jake. Except I was all trying to hide it since he had just called to check in for five minutes before a class and I couldn't keep him too long. As the end of our time is nearing, I can tell I am totally losing it--my eyes are stinging and my voice is cracking and I can barely say, "I'm fine. You'll be late for class." =( After he hung up, I shed a few more tears and then pulled myself together again to face the rest of the week.
The rest of the week has been fine, except for this exam hanging over my head. I just want it to be DONE but circumstances are just slowing me down. On a positive note, lots of good things have happened this week like: running for 8 minutes straight, working from the back porch with an arnold palmer in my hand, being invited to join an indoor soccer league(!!!), and today, the CD from the Passion Conference arrived!! So, I am counting my blessings and trying not to think too much about what lays ahead.
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