Life Lessons…

I got straight A’s in my spring semester of college. That’s right, for all the ranting and raving I did about how much I was really dreading all that reading, I ended up with straight A’s. Woot to me! And here is where the life lessons begin. Back in 1993.. When I first started attending college (while I was in the Navy, a husband and a dad) I didn’t fare so well in my courses. I earned a few B’s and C’s, 1 D and 2 F’s. Yep, I got two F’s… and the story behind those bottom three grades is worth the telling, however, not pertinent to the point. So, fast forward 20 years when I decide to go back to school and finally finish my degree and here I sit with a GPA below 2.5. Desperately low and in danger of putting me on some kind of watch list… on my first day back. First semester, I take one class. Psychology. And pull an A. Now, next semester, I pull down 3 more. I get super excited and really happy about how well I’m doing, and then go look at my GPA, thinking I surely have had to bring it up. I mean, come on, 4 A’s is nothing to balk at, right? Wrong. It firmly sits at a 2.61 as of today. So… there’s that. And I begin to think… how can I fix this? I know. I’ll just re-take those classes that I got low grades in, and BLAMMO (I’m sure that is a trademarked word.. but.. eh). So I look into it, see the old classes and try to… find. . . They don’t exist. Who would have thunk it? A class I took 20 years ago doesn’t exist. And there is nothing I can do to remove those classes from my transcript. Double that face from up above. Here is where the life lesson’s come in, especially for those of you who happen to be under the age of 25.

What you do now will have consequences to your life later on, no matter how trivial or banal you think it might be…

Including just coasting through classes… So, for now, I have to buckle down and do my best just to get my GPA into the 3.0 range… not sure that it is something that I have to do for entry into my B.A. or M.A, or if it affects my financial aid… but… Seriously.. I can’t let my wife have a better GPA then me. That just won’t do.

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Life Lessons…

I got straight A’s in my spring semester of college. That’s right, for all the ranting and raving I did about how much I was really dreading all that reading, I ended up with straight A’s. Woot to me! And here is where the life lessons begin. Back in 1993.. When I first started attending college (while I was in the Navy, a husband and a dad) I didn’t fare so well in my courses. I earned a few B’s and C’s, 1 D and 2 F’s. Yep, I got two F’s… and the story behind those bottom three grades is worth the telling, however, not pertinent to the point. So, fast forward 20 years when I decide to go back to school and finally finish my degree and here I sit with a GPA below 2.5. Desperately low and in danger of putting me on some kind of watch list… on my first day back. First semester, I take one class. Psychology. And pull an A. Now, next semester, I pull down 3 more. I get super excited and really happy about how well I’m doing, and then go look at my GPA, thinking I surely have had to bring it up. I mean, come on, 4 A’s is nothing to balk at, right? Wrong. It firmly sits at a 2.61 as of today. So… there’s that. And I begin to think… how can I fix this? I know. I’ll just re-take those classes that I got low grades in, and BLAMMO (I’m sure that is a trademarked word.. but.. eh). So I look into it, see the old classes and try to… find. . . They don’t exist. Who would have thunk it? A class I took 20 years ago doesn’t exist. And there is nothing I can do to remove those classes from my transcript. Double that face from up above. Here is where the life lesson’s come in, especially for those of you who happen to be under the age of 25.

What you do now will have consequences to your life later on, no matter how trivial or banal you think it might be…

Including just coasting through classes… So, for now, I have to buckle down and do my best just to get my GPA into the 3.0 range… not sure that it is something that I have to do for entry into my B.A. or M.A, or if it affects my financial aid… but… Seriously.. I can’t let my wife have a better GPA then me. That just won’t do.

Finals Finally…

Another Saturday. Another morning spent at Panera’s working on homework. I just got done working on some astronomy extra credit work, a kind of final review for the final exam. It was a nice little review that had me talking about galaxies (some of them even far, far, away) and star types (did you know there are several ways to classify stars), to Titan (the moon of Saturn, not the old dudes in Greek mythology).

But, this will be my last week coming to Panera’s to study for this semester. It’s kind of a bittersweet thing. Next week, if I come here, it’s going to be to work on my writing. Not the short haiku’s that I have been plopping out over the last week or two, but the deeper longer stuff.

I might even figure out how to use Scrivener, something I bought a while back and just recently started trying to figure out how to use. It’s a pretty neat program from what I can tell, but I know I’m only scratching the surface of it at the moment. The fun part is going to be importing all my work into it and organizing it so I can see where I am at with all those stories and books I have been ‘working’ on.

But, rest assured, when the summer semester begins, I’ll probably be right back here trying to study Spanish or Oceanography. Cause, you know, if you don’t know a foreign language, it’s always best to cram it into a 6 week summer class…

Seriously.. there has to be something wrong with me….

So.. here’s to finals week.

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Finals Finally…

Another Saturday. Another morning spent at Panera’s working on homework. I just got done working on some astronomy extra credit work, a kind of final review for the final exam. It was a nice little review that had me talking about galaxies (some of them even far, far, away) and star types (did you know there are several ways to classify stars), to Titan (the moon of Saturn, not the old dudes in Greek mythology).

But, this will be my last week coming to Panera’s to study for this semester. It’s kind of a bittersweet thing. Next week, if I come here, it’s going to be to work on my writing. Not the short haiku’s that I have been plopping out over the last week or two, but the deeper longer stuff.

I might even figure out how to use Scrivener, something I bought a while back and just recently started trying to figure out how to use. It’s a pretty neat program from what I can tell, but I know I’m only scratching the surface of it at the moment. The fun part is going to be importing all my work into it and organizing it so I can see where I am at with all those stories and books I have been ‘working’ on.

But, rest assured, when the summer semester begins, I’ll probably be right back here trying to study Spanish or Oceanography. Cause, you know, if you don’t know a foreign language, it’s always best to cram it into a 6 week summer class…

Seriously.. there has to be something wrong with me….

So.. here’s to finals week.