And by school, I mean mine.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I am currently in the middle of my first class of this term of (hopefully) the last year of a (I kid you not) 13 year program. Yes, I started this fucking degree, and I do mean fucking degree (sorry if I offend) on September 11, 2001. (It's an easy date to remember.)
I'm fairly confident that if any class will break me, this will be the one. I thought the Stats class you all suffered through with me was bad, but this is the second Finance class and knowing how much I suffered through the stats class based on the fact that I let too much time lapse between the first and second class, and knowing Finance I was tough 5 or 6 years ago, and knowing that we're half an hour into the class and we're currently going around the room introducing ourselves while he mangles our names, and knowing he actually logged into the wrong internet class this evening and knowing that his syllabus is loaded with spelling errors, and knowing that, while he's asking people questions about their backgrounds he's typing and its coming across like somebody playing off-key bongos really loudly while we're trying to talk, and knowing that I have absolutely no patience whatsoever with idiots at the moment, I am fairly certain I will need to be medicated to make it through this class, meaning that nothing I learn will sink in while medicated. And since the midterm and final exams are worth 80% of the overall mark, I'm pretty sure I'm screwed.
However.
I am taking two courses this term (Finance II and Operations Management) and I'm expecting the other course to be ok. And then next term I'm taking Business Policy (which shouldn't kill me) and Child/Parent relationships (an elective, and pre-recorded so I can do it at my leisure) and then I only have 6 credits left, which I plan to challenge over the next month. And even if I'm unsuccessful on any of the challenges my worst case scenario is I have this year and next year and then I'm effing done. DONE!!
So assuming I survive until my exam (the first week of December) I'm golden.
Please bear with me while I vent over the next 3 months. I will be using you instead of booze.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I am currently in the middle of my first class of this term of (hopefully) the last year of a (I kid you not) 13 year program. Yes, I started this fucking degree, and I do mean fucking degree (sorry if I offend) on September 11, 2001. (It's an easy date to remember.)
I'm fairly confident that if any class will break me, this will be the one. I thought the Stats class you all suffered through with me was bad, but this is the second Finance class and knowing how much I suffered through the stats class based on the fact that I let too much time lapse between the first and second class, and knowing Finance I was tough 5 or 6 years ago, and knowing that we're half an hour into the class and we're currently going around the room introducing ourselves while he mangles our names, and knowing he actually logged into the wrong internet class this evening and knowing that his syllabus is loaded with spelling errors, and knowing that, while he's asking people questions about their backgrounds he's typing and its coming across like somebody playing off-key bongos really loudly while we're trying to talk, and knowing that I have absolutely no patience whatsoever with idiots at the moment, I am fairly certain I will need to be medicated to make it through this class, meaning that nothing I learn will sink in while medicated. And since the midterm and final exams are worth 80% of the overall mark, I'm pretty sure I'm screwed.
However.
I am taking two courses this term (Finance II and Operations Management) and I'm expecting the other course to be ok. And then next term I'm taking Business Policy (which shouldn't kill me) and Child/Parent relationships (an elective, and pre-recorded so I can do it at my leisure) and then I only have 6 credits left, which I plan to challenge over the next month. And even if I'm unsuccessful on any of the challenges my worst case scenario is I have this year and next year and then I'm effing done. DONE!!
So assuming I survive until my exam (the first week of December) I'm golden.
Please bear with me while I vent over the next 3 months. I will be using you instead of booze.
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Date: 2014-09-05 03:25 pm (UTC)Now, why can't I challenge classes? That sounds like a sweet deal, I'm calling my enrollment counselor later today thanks to you and finding out if i can challenge a few. Then it won't take me 18 months to get this blasted MSN. I just started and i already want it over. How bad is that? And it's not the class, it's an easy leadership class. I'm just tired. I want to do other things. Yes, I'm getting ANTSY. I told you I would. The day is now here.
Kudos to you, though. You've stuck through your program and whether it's drove you round the bend or not, you have hung in there. For that you get all the praise in the world. Hang in there a bit longer and we'll hang in here letting you vent. Deal??
xoxox
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Date: 2014-09-05 05:58 pm (UTC)And thanks for hanging in there with me. I'm not saying this lightly when I say that your words of encouragement, even the small ones, have helped tremendously.
xoxo.
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Date: 2014-09-06 04:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-11-10 10:32 am (UTC)I'm reading your LJ backward (end to beginning because that is how I read books). I don't know what degree you are getting, but finance is the worst! Only class in business school that I got a stupid C in. Ugh! I hope it is going well!