Not much going on since I left Georgia. School has been my main focus. I don't know why this is so hard for me, but getting my school work done here at my mom's is hard. I have a paper due Tuesday and it's taking FOREVER for me to complete. Add to that my professor is an asshole, and I'm just done. He's refused to give me the proper amount of credit for 2 different assignments already, and he's very difficult. Might just be me, but going to school online is hard enough. You don't need to be a dick, it's really not conducive to the learning environment. I'm waiting on a phone call from my guidance counselor right now so I can find out how to go about filing a grievance. It really pisses me off that I've worked so hard up until now, and I'm being shorted on my grade because my teacher feels like being a jerk. It pains me to say this, but I think I'll be waving bye bye to my 4.0 GPA. I never really cared about school before, but for some reason, this time around, it matters to me.
Anyway, so now after the latest bout of drama (he attempted to give me zero credit for an assignment submitted on time because I mistakenly uploaded my assignment in a .pages format instead of a .doc format...my bad for having a Mac and not being an infallible human being), I just have anxiety about writing this stupid paper. I'm stressing because I know he's such a hard ass, and I'm terrified he's really going to tear me apart on this paper which is worth 30% of my grade. Ugh, now suddenly I wish I didn't care so much about school this time around. ::sigh:: Just the ramifications of being a grown up, I suppose.
On a random side note, I have yet to cry myself to sleep since my other half has been gone. I miss him so much, but at least I've had phone contact the last couple of days. It hasn't yet been a week since I've been away from him, but I'm hopeful that I'll at least skip the awful depression part of deployment. We'll see how it all goes and I head home to Georgia to an empty house where everything reminds me of him...
Also, randomly, I am currently 9 days "late". I say "late" because with my ridiculous cycle I'm not even sure I ovulated this month. But, on the chance that I did have a normal 28-day cycle, I am 9 days late. I've been a little emotional, but that could be because AF is lurking, or even misplaced deployment-related emotions. Who even knows at this point. All I know is, I have 1 HPT left, I'm saving it for later this week. If it comes back negative, then I guess that will be the end of the speculation.
All I know for sure is, this deployment will be a lot easier once I eliminate the added stress this class has put on me....which means I should probably stop blogging, and get back to writing my paper....
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