I have settled in to my crazy schedule at school as best as I can for the semester. It's a big one, but I can do it.
Sculpture is wonderful, and I love seeing the end result of what my hands can do. ASL is really fun to learn... I practice with my 4 yr old daughter and she knows almost as much as I do [little sponge]. Old English is one of my favorites. Beowulf is now one of my favorite stories, and Lanval reminds me of the movie Braveheart... the part where he loves a woman he should not. Intro to Government... well, I'm learning enough to make an informed decision should I ever become a citizen and need to vote. Chemistry is very interesting, and although I am a little overwhelmed with all the information, along with the exam coming in two days, I think I will do just fine. Math.... hmmm.... well, my professor is, uhh, interesting. I received the first failing grade of my life last week [no idea how], but am doing so well with the new material, and know I can still pull an A from this class. Homeroom for the Steps To Success program is wonderful... such a great help to have people on my side in the college, and getting to know a bunch of other marine wives that are going through the same things I am is such a blessing!
I am waiting to hear from the hospital on base about where I will be placed for my volunteer work. Although I am impatient and want to hear back NOW, I am grateful that it will take a while, so I can give my schedule a chance to settle down a little!
Aaaaand in 4 weeks, my husband deploys to Afghanistan.
*sigh*
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
... And Then There Are Educators!
I received this email today, and immediately decided that I had to share = )
"Lipstick in School (You've got to love this Headmistress)
According to a news report, a certain private school in Newcastle upon Tyne was recently faced with a unique problem. A number of 12-year-old girls were beginning to use lipstick and would put it on in the bathroom. That was fine, but after they put on their lipstick they would press their lips to the mirror leaving dozens of little lip prints. Every night the maintenance man would remove them and the next day the girls would put them back. Finally the Headmistress decided that something had to be done. She called all the girls to the bathroom and met them there with the maintenance man. She explained that all these lip prints were causing a major problem for the custodian who had to clean the mirrors every night (you can just imagine the yawns from the little Geordie 'Princesses'). To demonstrate how difficult it had been to clean the mirrors, she asked the maintenance man to show the girls how much effort was required. He took out a long-handled squeegee, dipped it in the toilet, and cleaned the mirror with it. Since then, there have been no lip prints on the mirror.
There are teachers.... .......and then there are educators."
"Lipstick in School (You've got to love this Headmistress)
According to a news report, a certain private school in Newcastle upon Tyne was recently faced with a unique problem. A number of 12-year-old girls were beginning to use lipstick and would put it on in the bathroom. That was fine, but after they put on their lipstick they would press their lips to the mirror leaving dozens of little lip prints. Every night the maintenance man would remove them and the next day the girls would put them back. Finally the Headmistress decided that something had to be done. She called all the girls to the bathroom and met them there with the maintenance man. She explained that all these lip prints were causing a major problem for the custodian who had to clean the mirrors every night (you can just imagine the yawns from the little Geordie 'Princesses'). To demonstrate how difficult it had been to clean the mirrors, she asked the maintenance man to show the girls how much effort was required. He took out a long-handled squeegee, dipped it in the toilet, and cleaned the mirror with it. Since then, there have been no lip prints on the mirror.
There are teachers.... .......and then there are educators."
Thursday, May 21, 2009
4.0
I did it. I have the 4.0 GPA for my first semester. Now I can breathe, and I know I can do this.
I'm so lucky to have been blessed with such wonderful professors that encouraged me to push myself. Thank you.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
One Step Closer
I just received one of the two emails I've been waiting for. My math professor just sent my grade for my final exam, as well as the grade for the overall class. Here's how the email went...
Felicity
Final exam = 98.5% = A
Overall = 90.1% = A
Congratulations. You did it!
Mr. M.
YAY!!!! I did what I really thought was the impossible! Right now I am so happy and proud of myself. Life is good. This really sets the tone for my drive and determination for my college career. Thank you, God!
Just one more grade to get and I will know where I stand with my GPA. *biting my nails*
Felicity
Final exam = 98.5% = A
Overall = 90.1% = A
Congratulations. You did it!
Mr. M.
YAY!!!! I did what I really thought was the impossible! Right now I am so happy and proud of myself. Life is good. This really sets the tone for my drive and determination for my college career. Thank you, God!
Just one more grade to get and I will know where I stand with my GPA. *biting my nails*
Monday, May 18, 2009
Prank Calls
I'm not sure what I am most upset about right now...
My daughter and her friend for making prank calls on Friday night, or the reaction of a teacher at my eldest daughters school whose number was randomly dialed.
This morning I was woken by a phone call from my eldest daughter, crying hysterically, completely unsure why she was even in trouble. Her home room teacher called her out of the class and took her to the sheriff, as he believed he received a phone call from her on Friday night. He has the voicemail that was left on his phone from my home number, and what appears to be my eldest cchilds voice in the background.
What he actually has, is my middle child's friend trying to disguise her voice, and my middle child in the background asking her friend what she was saying. The issue is, even though my eldest daughter was not even home that night, so could not possibly have made the call, her homeroom teacher is convinced it was her, and that it was a malicious act worthy of being taken to the sheriff.
While I completely understand the coincidence of this man being my eldest daughters teacher, and the fact that a prank call being made at all is not the best behavior, these girls are 12 years old. Is it really a 'malicious act' that needs to be taken to the police? I think not.
My daughter and her friend for making prank calls on Friday night, or the reaction of a teacher at my eldest daughters school whose number was randomly dialed.
This morning I was woken by a phone call from my eldest daughter, crying hysterically, completely unsure why she was even in trouble. Her home room teacher called her out of the class and took her to the sheriff, as he believed he received a phone call from her on Friday night. He has the voicemail that was left on his phone from my home number, and what appears to be my eldest cchilds voice in the background.
What he actually has, is my middle child's friend trying to disguise her voice, and my middle child in the background asking her friend what she was saying. The issue is, even though my eldest daughter was not even home that night, so could not possibly have made the call, her homeroom teacher is convinced it was her, and that it was a malicious act worthy of being taken to the sheriff.
While I completely understand the coincidence of this man being my eldest daughters teacher, and the fact that a prank call being made at all is not the best behavior, these girls are 12 years old. Is it really a 'malicious act' that needs to be taken to the police? I think not.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Happy Mother's Day
I came home from work this morning to my teen, and tween still in bed sleeping soundly. My youngest was in the kitchen with my husband, hands full of cocoa pops cereal, arguing that if she eats it dry out of a ziplock bag she can eat it on the couch. It's true; I let her do that occasionally when we just want to snuggle in the mornings.
I walked upstairs and woke my eldest child saying "Morning Tay Tay! Come make me breakfast in bed", then went to my middle daughter's room to find her laying in bed playing video games. I swear she should've been a boy!
We all came downstairs and made breakfast together, and it was delicious. Eggs Benedict is one of my favorite breakfast meals, and that's what I had. They sat at the kitchen table and made me hand-made cards (my favorite) and surprised me with them just a moment ago. Now we are snuggled on the couch watching episodes from my Will and Grace boxed series set, and life is good.
The greatest gift for me on Mother's Day is knowing that I have three beautiful daughters that love me very much, and loving them back more than anything in the world.
Happy Mother's Day for all the mum's and mom's out there.
I walked upstairs and woke my eldest child saying "Morning Tay Tay! Come make me breakfast in bed", then went to my middle daughter's room to find her laying in bed playing video games. I swear she should've been a boy!
We all came downstairs and made breakfast together, and it was delicious. Eggs Benedict is one of my favorite breakfast meals, and that's what I had. They sat at the kitchen table and made me hand-made cards (my favorite) and surprised me with them just a moment ago. Now we are snuggled on the couch watching episodes from my Will and Grace boxed series set, and life is good.
The greatest gift for me on Mother's Day is knowing that I have three beautiful daughters that love me very much, and loving them back more than anything in the world.
Happy Mother's Day for all the mum's and mom's out there.
Friday, May 8, 2009
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!
Today, I have been trying to put together my next semester of school.
Much to my surprise, I found that I only need eight... yes EIGHT years of school to have my MD.
WHAT!!!???!!!
Today is a very happy day for me. I am now only seven and a half years away from my dream, instead of 9 and a half.
I'm so excited I could cry!
Much to my surprise, I found that I only need eight... yes EIGHT years of school to have my MD.
WHAT!!!???!!!
Today is a very happy day for me. I am now only seven and a half years away from my dream, instead of 9 and a half.
I'm so excited I could cry!
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