Is the Week Almost Over Yet?

So far so good. I have been struggling with lack of sleep and stressing out over all the deadlines that I have with my classes. The mess is not quite over yet though, I still have one more presentation to go, plus two more papers: one a research paper, and the other is a reflection essay. Oh yes, then there are the little assignments that keep piling up too. I still have about five of those little assignments before the semester comes to an end and the finals start. Yes, finals.

My home life hasn’t been so great either. My cable is still screwed up. Both my television and Internet keep getting cut off from time to time because the line is damaged. I’m still waiting for Shaw Cable to come by and fix it.

I got a parking ticket the other day. Yes, I did pay. I punched in the wrong stall number. It took a lot of explaining to the Parking Attendant Cop that I did indeed paid my parking fee at the campus. After waiting for 45 minutes on the phone, and then on hold for another 15, I Finally got the ticket dropped. Actually I was surprised that they would cancel it outright over the phone. Usually they like to make the patrons go through a bunch of hoops. I was ready to take them to Small Claims Court….?

I just found out that another neighbour of mine has had their bike stolen. This time it was taken right off from a bike rack attached to the rear of an RV. With lights shining on it, a patio window, and they even had to hop over a fence, the thieve(s) made off with a mountain bike worth over a $1000.00. So Fort Langley is now becoming a bike hot spot for thieves? We must organize. Start up a community vigilante group. We must start patrolling. We must take back our city streets…. or just forget about it and let the insurance company figure it out.

I guess I now need to worry about my regular job–the one that pays me some money so that I can give it to the college. So, tomorrow it is off to work I go. At least that place is less stressful than doing homework with deadlines! ZZzzzzz   ZZzzzzz  ZZzzzzzz

Feeling Damn Good Right Now!

I’m feeling damn good right now, and “no” I am not on some drug induced high or root beer sugar rush, I am going over all the term papers, assays and projects from the just ended semester, and the marks are great. Some of the scores are very good and all the comments from the profs are positive. The pile of papers is huge, I would say about 600 to 700 pages including lecture notes, assignments and handouts, showing just how much work went into the term. My marks are looking great; however, I will not see any final grades posted until Thursday, so I am on pins and needles right now.

The best part of the last term has got to be the research project from my stats class in which I received a whopping 90.7 percent! I’m still in shock from that score. That makes this the highest scoring paper I have ever done in this degree program. Actually, I ran all the assignment marks through my calculator and laughing found out that I would pass the course with a good enough mark even if I had never written the final, and I would still receive a grade of B if I just got 50 percent on it. The final in this class was worth 20 percent of the overall grade.

But it is all over now. I can rest and relax. I have about three weeks until the whole process starts over again. Looking forward to that. No, really, I am….

Next semester, the summer term, I will embark upon the highest level of classes in the BA program that there is, the 4900 level class. Yup, if I am up to the challenge of mastering or doing a thesis, this is the class, the last fork in the road. This term, the class will be focusing on the worst of the worst of offences in our society, besides murder, which is sexual offenders. Tomorrow I am grabbing the textbook so I can get a head start on some reading. I know, I am sounding like a keener, but I like doing what I am doing.

So I am feeling good right now. All that work paid off. I have my languages and three-quarters of my stats and research classes completed, so that makes the last leg of my journey a little bit nicer–except for the French classes. So three weeks! What to do….

If I Could Just Put a Band-Aid On It

Unbelievable last week and a half. The exams, papers and projects have hit their apex and the stress metre is well in the red. It is hard to balance between work home and class. Work, the demands of being constantly asked to work more, longer and harder is starting to sound like the Broken-Record effect, and perhaps something I may need to deal with in my own special way very soon–like leave it. It is a consideration, or option, that I need some time to think about before I do anything out of frustration. My home is falling apart. I have so many maintenance projects on my list of things to do that I was overwhelmed with a estimated cost analysis when I was doing some on-line pricing at the local hardware stores. The price of building lumber is unbelievable! And then there are the classes. I was so happy to discover in my syllabus that one of my Monday classes is closed for the next two Mondays.

It seems like money and time are two biggest topics of conversation these days. The USA recession is now creating lots of anxiety for people up here in Canada and because of this it is causing some of my friends to rethink their financial long term planning. I have certainly seen them, quite noticeably I may add, cut back on purchasing and buying as they want to keep a larger portion of cash in the home safe. Also, I have a couple of people I know who are now working a sixty-five hour week because they need the cash. One of them, and I will not name names, is experiencing a huge dilemma because his partner had quit her job because the company is relocating to Alberta. They have what I call a killer mortgage, and it is eating into their very existence as he now is the only income earner.

My research project it now under way. There are so many factors in it that I wish I had a direct line to the instructor because the textbook is not comprehensive enough. So I plug on words with it, fumbling slowly through it, hoping that I at least hit the target area let alone the mark. With all the stress, the sheer volume of writing involved, I am finding myself staying up later and later and later. Last night ended around 1:30am this morning because of typing transcripts. I’m now at the point where I really don’t care what grade I get, I just want to finish it and move on.

I signed for some classes for the summer semester. Yup, doing the summer classes deal–again. Why you ask? Because I want to finish this as fast as I can without killing myself over it. I was dismayed that most of the classes I need are not available during the summer. I wanted to focus on completing some of my electives. Instead I’m doing a fourth year class titled CRIM 4900, Sexual Deviance and Violence, another Monday class. I’m a sucker for punishment. I don’t know if I want to do a full coarse load, or just stick with the one class for now, but my energy is not what it used to be? Choices, choices, choices….

I am happy that Road-Rage is getting the attention is deserves in the media! It is tragic that a young man lost his life because of it, but as the old saying goes,”the mayor’s daughter has to get killed at a red light before a committee is created to fixed it….” Road-Rage has always being with us, and it is now more prevalent because of the population explosion in the last ten years. Our roads are clogged and our out-dated transportation systems have deteriorated. You don’t need a degree in criminology to figure that out. So, how to fix the problem? Re-train people’s driving habits, or build more roads?

Another Fab Day!

This was one of the most productive days I have had in a long time! Read on….

Organised my music this afternoon. I sat down and went over all the tracks that I created over the course of last year and copied them over to my archives. Unbelievable how much data I generated while having fun creating music with various music writing and sampling software. Here are three tunes that caught my attention to day. Of course my list will change from day to day depending on how I feel, and whether I even want these released out into the free world…. Some of these “master pieces” have different flavours to them, and may not be likeable to everyone. But hey, they are just sounds–right? I left the titles intact, as they were listed on the software that I wrote them with, and these are not complete. See my November 29th, 2007 Post for LMMS Information.

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A Pebble in a Pond of Piss (2008)

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Little Base in the Hall (2007)

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Weird Little Sex Dreams (2007)

OK, they are not that great, but I am having fun creating them!

Last night’s class went good. The group work went OK. The project got off the ground and the presentation went by good. The profs didn’t throw tomatoes at us *smerk*. I was happy, probably more so that it is over with than the actual experience. Now I wait for the marks to be posted….

I got all my spreadsheets ready for Income Tax Time! Yes, good old tax time, you just gotta love it. I’m still waiting for one more T4 slip, the tally from one of my employer’s over the course of the 2007 fiscal. I hope it comes soon, I want to get this done, off and over with!

I wonder if I will be audited this year? I made a lot less this year than last. They could get suspicious–Tom not paying his lion’s share to the G-Man’s Pockets! Yes, I wanted to cut back on my taxes this year, and in doing so, I took a cut on my personal income. Seems to have worked because my deductions are way down from last year which means I didn’t support anyone whose on welfare this year, or help fund stupid government programs that only seem to help the first class people. I think this is the first year in a long time that I actually feel I gave my fare share, he he he, to the Man.

It was Just a Mistake….

I have been riding a roller-coaster of emotions for the last 48 hours all due to one mark that I had received through the College’s on-line web site listing that grade as a fail from a mid-term written last week. It was like getting the wind knocked out of my sails when I read the final total, a mark putting me below a passing grade at the academic level. I carried on through the day with my head hung low–in personal defeat–in a state of disbelief. For a class that I figured I was doing expectationally well in, seeing this mark was a shock, especially after logging in many hours of study time and seven weeks of lectures up until that point, I knew something was not quite right?

When I went into class, we had to go through one hour of lecture, some class presentations and then a break before we got to reviewing the exam it self. We got the exam handed back, and then the prof started the review by going over the questions, giving us the chance to review, making sure that we at least understand the questions that we had difficulties with. There, on the face of the booklet was my mark, a mark of a C. It stuck out like a strobe light, flashing–fail, fail, fail…. When we got towards the last section of the questions, I noticed something odd, there was no “red ink” on the remaining pages. I was not sure why? Perhaps these answers were all incorrect and the prof never bothered to circle the problematic areas that I incorrectly scribed?

As the prof went through the pages that were unmarked, the answers that I spewed out were almost verbatim as to what was being read out in the class. It hit me with a huge sigh of relief–these pages were overlooked–unmarked–there is hope–I’m not a complete idiot!

Almost a third of the marks on the exam were left out because of the error. The readjustment puts me back into the game. I left the class happy, but tormented because of the error. The prof said that this is the reason for having the in class review, to catch errors and argue for readjustments on marks. I said that I was not upset about it, just concerned that I had fallen so far when throughout the course I was riding an A average. My final mark puts me back into the A average–I’m now happy once again–just lost a pound due to sweating with the stress of it all.

Now, I do believe that I have a paper to work on that is due next week…. This is one long tunnel!