School Update

[anigo]

I'm taking two courses this term, Management and Applied Marketing. My Management course is ok, though the prof is a bit wonkie. The last class he talked about the Napoleonic wars, the Pope's relationship with England, Henry the 8th, the fact that if you got knocked off your horse whilst wearing armour you were basically screwed, the cotton gin, the lack of blues bars in Halifax... In three classes I have nothing written down. We have a midterm in two classes and I hope it's on the Spanish Inquisition. We do group work. My group consists of me and 4 others whose average age is 21. In my last class i felt ANCIENT, but they guessed my age to be 26, so I let them live. (they are good liars and I like that in a person)

In my Applied Marketing, in our first class the prof forgot to copy our assignment for the second class, so he emailed it to us halfway through the week. It consisted of questions about financial analysis of proposed marketing plans and crap, which is all well and good, except none of us had a CLUE how to do it (those of us who received it - many students' email programs rejected the attachment) Those of us who had any ambition pulled out accounting textbooks and such for the answers (they weren't to be found in the assignment or in our text book). It took me FOREVER, but I got through it, only to find in the class that so many people complained about it that he's tossing it as an assignment. Which means I wasted a wack of time for nothing. I started being assigned in a group of five on the first class. Four of these people have dropped out. In the third class I was assigned to another group of five. Now there's only two of us - the others have dropped out. He also realized that the upcoming class was cancelled because of a school holiday. This means I have a group assignment due in 2 weeks, no class this week, and no group. What fun. The best I am hoping for here is that EVERYBODY drops out and there's maybe three of us left in the class. The odds of doing well then are better, methinks.

But the good news of the day is this. I am enrolled in the Bachelor of Business Administration program, a 20 credit program that is going to take me 200 years (and a nervous breakdown) to complete. They have a certificate program in Business that is only 6 credits, a diploma program that is 12 credits, and then the BBA. I originally thought that you could enroll in the BBA and you could do it in steps - the certificate, the diploma and then the BBA, but I was told that, no, you needed to be enrolled in the certificate program to get the certificate, and that they woudn't accept you if you had too many credits already (I'm on my fifth). So all my hopes for a certificate went down the tubes and I had resigned myself to another 200 years before I had anything to show for my efforts. But wait! Is that a light at the end of the tunnel? Today I called the registrar's office to confirm this, and I'm told that, indeed, I can apply for the certificate when I have 6 credits. No biggie at all. So, with any luck, perhaps around this time next year (give or take a couple of months) I'll be the proud owner of a Certificate in Business Administration. Certainly nothing more than a piece of paper in a cracker jack box, but it's at least SOMETHING to show for my lunacy.

It's amazing how much a little piece of information like that can take a weight off your shoulders.

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In case you hadn't noticed (and if you haven't you must be thick) I've got a bit of an age thing going on. I don't have many pictures of myself, either on line or hard copy, but most can be found on our website www.dancemeloose.com (Don't look at the code. I'm self taught and don't do websites for a living) Even then, they're not very good. Actually, know what? There's only a couple of me (Apparently I take all the pictures), and most of them were in my Halle Berry haircut days - a look I didn't pull of particularly well. The ones under the Marblehead link are mostly taken under 100 layers of hats, mitts, foul weathergear, etc. Anyway, if you do look, I'm the only woman who's not Lorraine.