Tooting my own horn

I received a grade notification e-mail from my guidance counselor.  I was dreading it actually, since I had so many issues with the professor.  I did great on my weekly assignments, full credit on each.  But on my first short paper, I was shorted 5 points because I went over the 800 word maximum.  In my defense I couldn't fully answer the question in less than 800 words, so I would have rather gone over than be within limit and NOT answer the question.  Either way, failing to give me any of the 5 points was extreme in my opinion.  At least give me one or two seeing as how I DID the assignment, you know?

Anyway, that coupled with the fiasco that was my final paper prep and the initial zero he gave me for mistakenly submitting my assignment in the wrong format made me extremely nervous.  It was REALLY important to me to try and keep my 4.0 GPA for as long as I can, but I wasn't confident I could pull it off.  The final paper is worth 30% of my grade, and based on how he graded my previous paper....I really didn't think I was going to pull an A off.  Needless to say my heart was pounding when I logged in to check my grade.  Scroll down and check....

LIB 320 ............. A

WHAT?!?!  Wait let me check that again..... A!  I'm doing a freaken happy dance over here!  I can't believe I pulled off an A in the class from hell.  So not only did I make Deans List, I also maintained my 4.0 in one of the hardest classes I've taken.  Oh, but that's not the best part.  I downloaded his comments on my paper, and the only points that were taken off were for minor grammatical and formatting errors.  His comment on my paper overall??  "Probably one of the best papers I’ve read on this topic.  You argue your limited time period and then wield strong data.  Just an all-around strong paper.  Thanks."  Feels oh-so-good to be done, and to have done that well.

Blessings

I am thankful for my family, who keeps me occupied when I would otherwise be depressed.
I am thankful for my son who never fails to give me a reason to smile when I'm down.
I am thankful for ASA and all of the friends I have that I haven't met yet who show unconditional support.
I am thankful for my friends in real life who have been there through thick and thin.
And lastly, I am thankful for my husband, who loves me for who I am, who makes me a better person, who has gone above and beyond for his family, and who is the only person in this world that if worth all the frustration and the struggles the Navy puts us through.

Last one....

So exciting!

So Chris and Val's baby will be here sometime today!  She was admitted 2 days ago with pre-eclampsia, and they decided to induce labor since she can't keep her blood pressure down.  It's not the way we thought this would happen, but it's for the best.  Either way,  I'm so excited, I'm going to be an aunt!  That's so much more different than being a mommy....I can spoil someone else's baby completely rotten, and not have to worry about the aftermath!  I just really can't wait to see what he looks like.  And I'm thrilled Aidan will have a cousin.  The only downside (if I can even call it a downside), is that holding a little tiny baby will really take a toll on my baby fever.  So hopefully, all will go well today and both baby and mommy will stay in good health.  Can't wait until tonight!!

Deployment so far...

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....