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Dad's doing better. Not like I would know personally, of course; school continues to mire me in last-week-of-classes stress and idiocy and stress.
Yesterday, I bombed the third exam in GEOG201. Brain just utterly blank. At the time, Dad *wasn't* doing better, and in fact was doing much worse. My mom didn't call me because she wanted me to be able to take my midterm. Instead I bombed it. Fun!
Yesterday morning, Dad said he was at a "10" in pain, out of 10. For context- when he fell off a two-story house three years ago, onto his head, on concrete, and had a few broken ribs that the doctors hadn't yet noticed- that? That was rated a "7". This is not a man who rates pain as 10/10. But he did. Yesterday. They finally found an actual cardiologist in Gettysburg, though, and he got him on some drugs that had an effect on the swelling and fluid buildup around the heart- so now he's got two more days in the hospital so they can keep him on a steady IV of them. Today, it seems he's actually going for walks and flirting with nurses.
...
I still had a chance to do some extra credit for GEOG, though. So after class I met La in the city, and we wandered around Rock Creek Park, picking up litter and cooing at adorable ducklings. Also someone's tiny little white dog kept slipping their leash and running over to try and jump in my lap- it was kind of cute but got tiring fast.
I wrote a paper about the experience this morning and turned it in.
After filling our trash bag, we strolled up north, up to the zoo. We wandered past the pygmy hippo and mocked an ostrich. A chipmunk looked at us quizzically, and I exclaimed, "How did you get out? I know, I will put you back with the other rodents!" At that he jumped back about two feet, and glared at me from under a shrub.
...
I sent mail to my GEOG TA, explaining that I'd bombed the midterm, and while it's only 20% of the grade- ow. I'd already given her a heads up that my dad was in the hospital, so at least she had context. Apparently, though, she says that while I didn't do my normal set-the-curve work, it still wasn't failing.
This puzzles me. I've been averaging mid-80s on the exams. If that is setting the curve, something is massively wrong. She thinks I still have a chance for an A. Egads. I was aiming for a B. Of course, the final is 40% of the grade.
...
Racing to school to get my Final Project for ENGL379 turned in... North Cap was jammed. Turned out it was closed for a three car accident. I got to class 45 minutes late. At least she accepted the project. But it's crap anyway. I've probably blown my chance for an A there.
That means:
GEOG 201: 40% outstanding, present uncurved average ~78%
GEOG 211: A+, done.
ENGL 379C: 42% outstanding, present average ~92%
ENGL 250: 60% outstanding, paper due friday, present average ~97%
GEOG 475: 45% outstanding, project due monday, present average ~90.
In other words, if I don't get my shit together and stop falling apart (at least through 19 May) I'm going to fuck the whole semester. And all I want to do is lie in bed and cry.
My head hurts.
Yesterday, I bombed the third exam in GEOG201. Brain just utterly blank. At the time, Dad *wasn't* doing better, and in fact was doing much worse. My mom didn't call me because she wanted me to be able to take my midterm. Instead I bombed it. Fun!
Yesterday morning, Dad said he was at a "10" in pain, out of 10. For context- when he fell off a two-story house three years ago, onto his head, on concrete, and had a few broken ribs that the doctors hadn't yet noticed- that? That was rated a "7". This is not a man who rates pain as 10/10. But he did. Yesterday. They finally found an actual cardiologist in Gettysburg, though, and he got him on some drugs that had an effect on the swelling and fluid buildup around the heart- so now he's got two more days in the hospital so they can keep him on a steady IV of them. Today, it seems he's actually going for walks and flirting with nurses.
...
I still had a chance to do some extra credit for GEOG, though. So after class I met La in the city, and we wandered around Rock Creek Park, picking up litter and cooing at adorable ducklings. Also someone's tiny little white dog kept slipping their leash and running over to try and jump in my lap- it was kind of cute but got tiring fast.
I wrote a paper about the experience this morning and turned it in.
After filling our trash bag, we strolled up north, up to the zoo. We wandered past the pygmy hippo and mocked an ostrich. A chipmunk looked at us quizzically, and I exclaimed, "How did you get out? I know, I will put you back with the other rodents!" At that he jumped back about two feet, and glared at me from under a shrub.
...
I sent mail to my GEOG TA, explaining that I'd bombed the midterm, and while it's only 20% of the grade- ow. I'd already given her a heads up that my dad was in the hospital, so at least she had context. Apparently, though, she says that while I didn't do my normal set-the-curve work, it still wasn't failing.
This puzzles me. I've been averaging mid-80s on the exams. If that is setting the curve, something is massively wrong. She thinks I still have a chance for an A. Egads. I was aiming for a B. Of course, the final is 40% of the grade.
...
Racing to school to get my Final Project for ENGL379 turned in... North Cap was jammed. Turned out it was closed for a three car accident. I got to class 45 minutes late. At least she accepted the project. But it's crap anyway. I've probably blown my chance for an A there.
That means:
GEOG 201: 40% outstanding, present uncurved average ~78%
GEOG 211: A+, done.
ENGL 379C: 42% outstanding, present average ~92%
ENGL 250: 60% outstanding, paper due friday, present average ~97%
GEOG 475: 45% outstanding, project due monday, present average ~90.
In other words, if I don't get my shit together and stop falling apart (at least through 19 May) I'm going to fuck the whole semester. And all I want to do is lie in bed and cry.
My head hurts.
