Discouraged

I hate taking a class where the professor makes you feel like an idiot for asking a question.

I've read through some of the other questions that are listed on the discussion board where this problem happened, or that problem happened, and every answer the professor gives is some kind of smart remark. Now I get we're college students and we should probably put more thought into our work, but does that mean our professors should degrade us and make us feel like we're a waste of time?

I'm not happy. Not happy one bit with this semester's classes. I'm doing okay in both of them, but okay isn't good enough. I am one of those people that must do well in their classes. I'm not okay getting an "okay" grade. I'm just not. So this struggling I'm doing is not pretty. I don't know what to do about it though.

I've lost a test completely. I went to take it tonight and it was no longer listed under the Quizzes & Tests tab on Blackboard. Where did it go? It was there yesterday and it's not due until the 19th. So where is it?! I left a question on the Discussion Board, but I'm sure I'll be answered with some smart remark basically telling me I shouldn't bother him with such petty questions.

I guess I just don't understand why some professors have to be such asses. Only one other professor I've had was a jerk like this one. Only one. If they don't want to teach, they should stop teaching. I'm a non-traditional student just trying to make it through and it's very discouraging to take classes with professors that don't give a damn. It's classes like these that make me want to say, "Screw it!" and just drop them all. I work hard. I work hard at my job. I work hard at home. I work hard on these classes. I don't have time to be made to feel worthless and stupid!

Box of Chocolates

I've survived yet another Singles Awareness Day and I still have a smile on my face. I think it's safe to say that, by now, I'm okay with the single status. I enjoyed my day like anyone else did, including those WITH a Valentine.

I received some really lovely roses that brightened my morning. They were unexpected and they made me smile. The card was so cute... it read, "Will you be my Valentine?" and it was signed, "Your Favorite Valentine." How cute is that?! I love my Crystal. :)

 

I also received a beautiful pot of tulips from my father along with a sweet card. It's so nice to know you're thought of on days when you normally wouldn't be. My dad has a way of making you feel special... and he certainly did make me feel special. My mom had something to do with it, too... even if all she did was sign the card. :) 

It's nice to work in a place that isn't filled with other women, too. That just meant I didn't have to see all the mushy love going on around me, which would have only reminded me that I don't have someone. 

All-in-all, my Valentine's Day was pretty good. I have a desk with pretty flowers all over it and a cute Valentine from my nephew. I also got to spend the afternoon with my little buddy at his Valentine's Day party. It's so cute to see all the kids having so much fun. His friends had to give me hugs, all of them, more than once. At that age, they're so innocent and sweet. I even received two Valentines from his friends. They know how to make you smile, don't they?

Pain is Good

We're going on week two of our gym memberships, and dad and I are still working it out. It's true... we haven't stayed for a long amount of time at the gym, but we definitely leave there worn out, sweaty, and in need of water (and pain medication... LOL). We have increased our time doing different machines (treadmill, stationery bike, elliptical) and we've gone up a tad bit in weight on the circuit machines. Dad even started jogging some while on the treadmill. I told him to take it easy. He definitely doesn't need to overdo it so quickly. But I'm really proud of him. We aren't so much focusing on our weight or how much we are losing or not losing. I think our main goal is to just feel good.

What a Day?!

Today has been a long, eventful day. And I must say that it's been pretty good.

I traveled this afternoon with my family to Nashville because I was in need of mascara. Yes... it does sound frivolous, however this mascara was worth the drive. Once we got to The Mall at Green Hills, we did a nice sweep of the many stores there and decided we weren't quite wealthy enough to go into every store. BUT... We did make a few purchases and enjoyed our time there.

After that... we headed down for a late lunch at the Margaritaville downtown on Broadway. It's always a good time with boat drinks... and a great "cheeseburger in paradise." The atmosphere there is always so great.

I had dinner with one of my best girls, Beth, and we talked and laughed and came up with a couple of inside jokes (which I'm sure we'll be laughing about for a while). And then I decided I would stop off at Tidball's and drink in the sounds of the Lost River Cavemen. While there, I chatted things up with Tidball and a few others. I was so happy to see Ashley there. She's a really great girl, and it has been forever since I've seen her. In fact, tonight was probably the first night I've actually hung out with her. Anyway... it was a good night and I had a good time. And now... it's time for bed. So, I'll leave you with the one photo I took today...

 

It's Ashley and me at Tidball's... What a great day?! And this is why I LOVE Saturdays... and drinks made with finger hearts. ;)

Oh Snap!

I read a post on my Facebook wall where a friend of mine felt like she just wanted to scream... so that made me think about breaking points. What does it take to make you snap? Sometimes, life sneaks up on me and I don't realize I'm at my breaking point until I'm about three seconds away from snapping. It's times like these when I realize I need to do something more than I'm already doing to relieve my stresses.

So, I signed up for the gym again. I haven't been in a couple of years though I've been doing a little working out a home here and there. But dad got a gym membership for Christmas from mom and he hadn't even gone. I thought it would be good for both of us, so I decided to go with him. We've been twice this week and both workouts were really good for us. We haven't stayed for too long but we're just getting started. I'm hoping we can increase our workouts soon. I know it takes a little time to get to where we want to be, but it will be worth it.

Another way to relieve my stresses is writing. I've got to start writing again. I've neglected my blogs for too long and my journal hasn't seen ink in weeks. I just have to do it. I just need to write.

I notice that I'm not depressed like I normally am at this time of year, but I am a little bit. I just need that boost of energy to keep me going in the right direction.

So I'm not going to snap. I'm not going to put that pillow over my head and scream at the top of my lungs. Instead, I'm going to breathe in and let it out. I'm going to run with the wind and rain on my face. I'm going to write until I have no other thoughts in my head. This is my time. The time to make the most of life, of my life.