Tuesday, October 03, 2006

I Thought I Was So Smart

Well, the day began with some promise. I woke up early and was able to get some reading done. Not enough apparently.

Well the good thing is a heavy matter from the weekend was resolved thanks to a phonecall late this morning. In fact, I think that was the highlight of my day.

Then I had a pretty good day with my husband and son. It was nice. I was even able to keep up with my assignment. (The Online Discussion)

Then, Lee and I went out to play games with friends. We left Brandon in the care of his Grandma. Well, that didn't work. Brandon didn't want to be without his mommy. We got one hour. Had to come home. Brandon got boob and fell asleep. We left again. An hour later, Brandon is up and screaming and insists on having boob. Had to leave again. This time, we just stayed home. Then Brandon didn't go down for almost 2 hours. Fuck! I love my son, but...Fuckin' Fuck!

And last my online assignment. I made one of my last postings just over an hour ago. And I thought I was so clever I even finished with: "Remember, GAAP are more like guidelines rather than strict rules. There is room for professional judgement." It was all having to do with deeming with which senior team would be more dominant. Since there was nothing specifically saying that being dominant was about being greater in quanitity.

Well, I guess I was WRONG! Fucking Discussion Group!

That and I received my mark for Assignment 1:

60%

Fuckin Marker!

And I got this long 8 page comment back from the marker. I think the marker comments are generic and the same for everybody. At least they better Fuckin' Be! Cause it talked about plagerism and warnings and it broke down just about every fuckin' question. Even the ones I got right. Fuck! Fuckin'!

That it! I'm takin' this fuckin' course through NAIT!

Fuckin' Fuck! Fuck!

1 comment:

Momma Trish said...

Okay, I'm sure the comments are generic. And I'm also sure you'll do better on the next assignment. It will all be good.

Brandon's probably going through a bit of a growth spurt right now. I remember those; they're not fun. But this too shall pass. He'll get past it, and you'll have a bit more time to yourself.

Sorry I was so self-involved when you called tonight. I wasn't quite myself. And it's too late to call you back and talk to you about non-school stuff now. But I promise to do better at having a normal conversation with you (about non-school stuff or whatever you like) in the future. :)