So I had to retake the first APA Nazi’s class again [had a different teacher this time] because I got a C in the class the first time and C is not passing in graduate work.  I’ll be honest, I save all my assignments and other than modifying the dates and prof’s name, I didn’t alter my assignments much.  I finished the retake of that class with a 97% A.  Figure that one out.

The other class I just finished was with the APA Nazi, though never once did she count me off a single point for APA and was really nice to me in class.  Mr. W thinks she found out how much I complained about her teaching ability [or lack thereof].  Finishing that class with an A as well.  One more class to go!  Oh my goodness me, I can taste it.  Not the class, but the freedom that awaits me come August 21.  Would it be weird to just do all my assignments for the class right now?  Turn them all in and say “SUCK IT, SCHOOL!”  That’s what I’d like to do.

The unpacking process is progressing slowly.  I haven’t been able to get all of my books or my bookshelves yet, so any further unpacking will probably result in creating more of a mess, as I have no place to put all the books I did manage to bring with me.  I’ll stick some pictures of the place on here once it doesn’t look like a hurricane-stricken refugee camp.

Also, for the record, wine freezes pretty quickly.  Don’t stick it in the freezer, like I did, thinking that it will just chill faster that way.  Because, while it WILL chill faster that way, a solid wine mass isn’t really a complement to any meal.

It’s amazing what a full night of sleep will do.  I need more of them.

Let’s see…it’s been a couple weeks since I’ve posted [sorry about that].  Update: Mr. W is my boyfriend again.  I realized that when I ended things, I did so because I was afraid.  I “pulled a Teri,” if you will.  He’s fixed some things, I’ve fixed some things, and we’re basically going slower this time around.  I am much happier now, but grateful for the mistakes of the first try because we’ve both learned from it.

Next week is Josh and Cynthia’s wedding, which seems surreal to me.  This year is really flying by.  I’ll try to get some pictures.  I look pretty good in that bridesmaid dress, if I do say so myself.  Of course, I may be biased.  Your boyfriend giving you the pet nickname of “Beautiful” does wonders for your self-esteem.

School is going well–got A’s in both Marketing and Managerial Accounting, which seemed incredibly unlikely as roughly half of all assignments were turned in late.  I’d wager a good 75% of all assignments were also complete b.s. on my part.  [It's nice to use my undergrad.]  I’m on quarter break until Sept 8th, whereupon I will start Finance Management [which I thought I all ready took, but oh well] and Information Management [which I do everyday as part of my job].  Hopefully an easy 8 weeks ahead!

I may also be shifting into a new job.  An office elsewhere in the country is being closed and the jobs are moving to my office.  Not everyone wanted to make the move, and there are some openings.  I’ve applied for one, but I hear there is a lot of competition what with the economy being so down.  So, fingers crossed!  Perhaps soon I can start referring to myself as an account administrator.  That almost sounds impressive, eh?  I might just start referring to myself as such anyway.

Have I mentioned that I hate my macroeconomics teacher?  Because I hate her.  She is like Paris Hilton to me [if you know me, you know that involves a lot of hate].

We had an assignment last week and at the end of the assignment it mentioned turning in Supply and Demand graphs.  I was confused because these have not been covered yet in class.  But then I saw that the teacher had manually entered a note into the assignment saying that the Supply and Demand portion was not required as it hadn’t been covered.

“Sweet!” I think.  I did the rest of the assignment thinking all would be well.

All is not well.  Today the teacher sent out an email saying that a lot of people seemed to be having trouble with the assignment and those that DID NOT turn in the Supply and Demand portion have until June 12 to do so.

The hell you say?

I’ve only just started the second week of my Macroeconomics class and already I can tell that no good can come of this.

Being the visual learner that I am, taking an online course is hard enough. But add a teacher who doesn’t give clear expectations into the mix and it’s a sure-fire recipe for a Teri meltdown.

Assignment 1 – Ration food for 8 people who will be stranded on a deserted island for 6 days [paraphrased]. The assignment fails, however, to mention how much food I have to ration. I would think that little tidbit would be pretty important. Tim helped me answer with a mathematical equation so my answer is (where X represents the food):
(X / 8 ) / 6 = daily ration

I don’t think it’s what the teacher expects, but you can’t refute the logic behind it. I dare you to try. I suppose I could have gone with [(X / 8 ) / 6] / 3 to get the ration per meal, but I figured a daily one was good enough.

Assignment 2 – Fill in the following list with information from this site [web address incorrect] and answer some questions about it [paraphrased]. I was finally able to find the site, but it was huge. I had no idea where to go from there to find the info for my list. So I asked the teacher in the online forum.

Me: I accessed the site, but am not sure where to find the information I need. Can you please provide specific instructions for this assignment?
Teacher: If you’re have trouble figuring out how to do the assignment, look at the ones turned in by your classmates. That should point you in the right direction. Let me know if you have any further questions.

So I looked at my classmates assignments to see if they perhaps cited the exact location on the website where they found the info. They did not. Screw this teacher and screw this class, I thought. I just copied their answers. In my defense, the teacher kinda told me to.

There is a reason I’m not more helpful.  I had a temporary lapse of judgement last week when another woman in my class was struggling with an assignment and emailed for help.  I thought to myself, “You know, I actually understood the majority of this assignment.  Maybe I can offer some assistance.”  I responded to her email.

That was my first mistake.

She emailed back asking if I had completed the assignment.  I said that I had, seeing as it was due the day before.  She said that she was having a hard time and asked to see what I had done.  Hell no, lady.  I didn’t spend five hours on the thing only to hand it over for someone else to copy.  Screw that.  I told her that I didn’t feel comfortable with that but could answer her questions.  I helped her as best I could and that was that.

Until yesterday.

She emailed me another assignment she had done and asked if I could help explain her errors to her or just fix it myself.  Reluctantly, I sent her some feedback, though I really don’t understand where she was going with it.  I just know I’m going to get more questions from her.  I just want to yell, “Hey!  I may seem like I know what I’m doing, but really I barely have a grasp on this accounting crap.  LEAVE ME ALONE!”  But I can’t do that.  I’m too outwardly nice.  I am always annoyed by my niceness and really need to stop.  Embrace your true lonerness, Teri!

In more aerobic news,  Tim’s BF got him a Wii Fit for his birthday.  We had a blast trying it out last night.  With it, I have discovered my hidden talent!  I think everyone has one, and it’s nice to finally know what mine is: the hula hoop.  I might not be so stellar at deflecting soccer balls with my head or ski slaloming, but I am a veritable hula hoop beast.

Tim: ”I wish you could see your ass.  Forget dancing, Teri.  Just go to a night club and hula hoop.”
Teri: ”Thanks…  I think.”