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Dec. 22nd, 2005 12:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beandelphikiSo...I had a pretty mediocre day at work. Some shitty customers, but it was slow. Christmas is killing my finances, ho hum. Very blah day.
I opened an email from my photojournalism instructor this morning - o rly? See, I didn't hand in the final projects because I FORGOT to bring my camera's memory card to school on the last day of the semester. (Of course, I had the entire day before that to prepare them and hand them in. Did I? Nooo, not ME! I like waiting until the last possible moment!) Since I was working that day, I didn't have time to run home. Oh shit, sez I.
I emailed my instructor. No, he says, it's due today. Too bad.
So I shrugged, and emailed him back to wish him good holidays. Really, by now I'm used to simply rolling with life's punches and not crying over it. There are so many things I could have done to avoid this...but I didn't. And if there's one thing I've learned, it's that there's no point in beating myself up over my inability to be...well, anyone but my screw-up self. I'm used to simply saying, "Oh, well. I'll settle. (Because I'm not capable of anything else.)"
(Maybe ADHD treatment will change that...maybe not. I really don't know, and I feel weird just considering the possibility that maybe I have a future of something other than chasing my own tail. I almost don't want to get my hopes up.)
He emailed me back Monday morning, but I didn't pick up the email because the school email server was down. When I picked it up this morning, it said:
"You are the only honest one. Send me something FAST!"
...Honest? Or just accepting by necessity?
Anyway, I sent him something. Since I hadn't actually even pulled the files off my camera's memory card, and don't have much of a photo-editing program on my laptop, I used some real resourcefulness to deal with those issues. Go MS Paint whiz kid! (It also helps that I "borrowed" a card reader from the photo labs last week in just such an event as this. Do I know myself or what?)
After firing my pictures off (with the note that I know he really can't mark them, but I wanted to send them anyway - and I mean that!) I idly thought maybe I'd check to see if my grades are up. I didn't think they would be - last year it took weeks.
But they were:
JOUR 307 Copy Editing: A+
JOUR 309 Publication Layout & Design: A
JOUR 310 Newswriting III: D
JOUR 311 Feature Writing II: B
JOUR 319 Web Writing and Design II: A-
JOUR 322 Special Project I: B-
PHOT 304 Photojournalism for Reporters: D
PRAC 334 Print Media Practicum I: A
Current Term GPA: 3.03
...Those are all my classes. Meaning...
I PASSED EVERYTHING!
The two "D" classes and the Special Project class (actually the Weekly Albertan) are the classes I was most worried about.
The B- on the Weekly is the result of me making desperate/emergency appointments with my instructors in the last two weeks to get assignments that would save my grade.
The Photo class, obviously, would not have been an issue if I'd gotten those last assignments in. So my GPA would be higher if it weren't for that...but I refuse to be bitter. I PASSED, dammit!
The Newswriting...please note that my grade does NOT reflect my news-writing abilities, it reflects the fact that I just barely finished more than half the work in the course. (Actually, that applies to all the writing courses...where it's less than an A, I handed in something late or not at all.)
But I passed, I passed, I passed! And my GPA is higher than a 3.00 (unlike last semester), which means I might just have a passing chance at university. w00t!
I won a scholarship, I got a raise to $8.50 an hour, and I passed. Plus, I will start medication treatment soon. (But I forgot to pick up my report from Dr. Y's office, so I need to call her and tell her just to mail it instead.)
I'm okay with life again.
I opened an email from my photojournalism instructor this morning - o rly? See, I didn't hand in the final projects because I FORGOT to bring my camera's memory card to school on the last day of the semester. (Of course, I had the entire day before that to prepare them and hand them in. Did I? Nooo, not ME! I like waiting until the last possible moment!) Since I was working that day, I didn't have time to run home. Oh shit, sez I.
I emailed my instructor. No, he says, it's due today. Too bad.
So I shrugged, and emailed him back to wish him good holidays. Really, by now I'm used to simply rolling with life's punches and not crying over it. There are so many things I could have done to avoid this...but I didn't. And if there's one thing I've learned, it's that there's no point in beating myself up over my inability to be...well, anyone but my screw-up self. I'm used to simply saying, "Oh, well. I'll settle. (Because I'm not capable of anything else.)"
(Maybe ADHD treatment will change that...maybe not. I really don't know, and I feel weird just considering the possibility that maybe I have a future of something other than chasing my own tail. I almost don't want to get my hopes up.)
He emailed me back Monday morning, but I didn't pick up the email because the school email server was down. When I picked it up this morning, it said:
"You are the only honest one. Send me something FAST!"
...Honest? Or just accepting by necessity?
Anyway, I sent him something. Since I hadn't actually even pulled the files off my camera's memory card, and don't have much of a photo-editing program on my laptop, I used some real resourcefulness to deal with those issues. Go MS Paint whiz kid! (It also helps that I "borrowed" a card reader from the photo labs last week in just such an event as this. Do I know myself or what?)
After firing my pictures off (with the note that I know he really can't mark them, but I wanted to send them anyway - and I mean that!) I idly thought maybe I'd check to see if my grades are up. I didn't think they would be - last year it took weeks.
But they were:
JOUR 307 Copy Editing: A+
JOUR 309 Publication Layout & Design: A
JOUR 310 Newswriting III: D
JOUR 311 Feature Writing II: B
JOUR 319 Web Writing and Design II: A-
JOUR 322 Special Project I: B-
PHOT 304 Photojournalism for Reporters: D
PRAC 334 Print Media Practicum I: A
Current Term GPA: 3.03
...Those are all my classes. Meaning...
I PASSED EVERYTHING!
The two "D" classes and the Special Project class (actually the Weekly Albertan) are the classes I was most worried about.
The B- on the Weekly is the result of me making desperate/emergency appointments with my instructors in the last two weeks to get assignments that would save my grade.
The Photo class, obviously, would not have been an issue if I'd gotten those last assignments in. So my GPA would be higher if it weren't for that...but I refuse to be bitter. I PASSED, dammit!
The Newswriting...please note that my grade does NOT reflect my news-writing abilities, it reflects the fact that I just barely finished more than half the work in the course. (Actually, that applies to all the writing courses...where it's less than an A, I handed in something late or not at all.)
But I passed, I passed, I passed! And my GPA is higher than a 3.00 (unlike last semester), which means I might just have a passing chance at university. w00t!
I won a scholarship, I got a raise to $8.50 an hour, and I passed. Plus, I will start medication treatment soon. (But I forgot to pick up my report from Dr. Y's office, so I need to call her and tell her just to mail it instead.)
I'm okay with life again.
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Date: 2005-12-22 09:07 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-12-22 03:15 pm (UTC)Thanks
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Date: 2005-12-24 10:29 am (UTC)*hugs!!!!!!!!!!*
Have you ever watched the new (2003) Battlestar Galactica?
just wondering because you remind me ever so slightly.. and I do mean very very slightly, but still... slightly of the character of Dr. Gaius Baltar. (very hot, too, btw ;)
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Date: 2005-12-24 10:39 am (UTC)er.. hm.
that whole thing about Gaius... it sounds wrong, but really.. um.. hm.
it is just interesting to me... it's not meant to mean anything bad or anything... I mean, he isn't the.. er.. it's kind of hard to describe.
I'm just home alone and it's christmas eve and I haven't really slept in 3 days because the meds are making my mind kind of race and I had to take haleth and family some 250 miles to san jose so they could catch a flight with my inlaws to New York, and then drive back at midnight, getting home around 5am or so and still not sleeping, and then working a lot, and then of course no one is home here now, and our bridge got flooded out the other day, but it ended up being okay.
er... don't let this discourage you from taking meds.. it just occurred to me. It's actually that I've only been taking some of my meds and not all, and actually I don't really have a doctor, I'm just taking from what (voluminous) supplies I have on hand and kind of making up my own treatment plan, and I dropped the anti anxiety meds because they were making me a little tired, but then, at least I could sleep once in a while.
er... I haven't gotten around to christmas cards yet.
oh, and I never sent your other birthday cards, and then I think I kind of lost them. :(
er.. I better go. getting woozy.
*woozes*
*er.. hugs*
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Date: 2005-12-24 10:40 am (UTC)except I know you've been busy busy busy with school.
just noticing, is all.. er.. hm.
er..