Yeah? So I'm cranky again today, and here's why. It's all school related, of course.
1. In my Gender Communications class, our final project was to assign me to a group of 3 other females who don't want to fucking do anything. At least 2 of them don't like each other, a lot. All 3 of them were supposed to write 1-2 pages of a paper and email them to me, so I could take them all and make one 6 page coherent paper with one main thesis. They were all to have emailed me by last Thursday. They all have my email address, and my phone number, but they didn't want to share such personal information with me. I, apparently, am a creepy old man, I don't know. We were to then meet last Saturday where I'd either have the a rough draft done or at least an outline so we could all approve it before doing a 20 minute presentation based off it. Of course, none of them emailed me jack shit, and then none of them showed up at the college library Saturday afternoon. So I sat there and read a book called The Seven Principles for Making Marriage Work, and decided that while the author seemed to know what he was talking about, maybe the main principle was that women are lazy liars.
Then in that class last night, the teacher had apparently been given an outline of our paper some one of the girls. I don't know when, or why. The outline had nothing to do with the topic at hand - gender communications in a relationship, so she was concerned that we were way off track. Also of course, none of the 3 women could stay after class to discuss what the fuck was going on, where the outline came from, or why none of them were doing shit. So I told the teacher what was going on, how it seemed like a good idea at the time but no one was emailing me shit. And I'm not writing a 6 page paper to help with anyone's grades if they aren't going to take some part in it. She assured me the 3 women were going to email me their work that night. So here I am, 20 hours later. I have nothing in my email from any of them. I'm writing a 2 page paper and turning that in for my final project, and doing my own damn class activity regardless of what the 3 women in my group plan to do, and if that drops me from an A to a B, I'm ok with that. You know, fuck group projects in school. Why do they have them? They don't prepare me for havign to do a project in a group when I work for 3M or Office Max. When I'm at 3M or Office Max and assigned to a group project, everyone else on the project has their jobs at stake, and they probably have their offices just down the hall so I can get ahold of them, and we probably have time alloted to us each working day to get together and do the project, at least if the company has it's head out of it's ass and wants a successful project. In school, however, no one knows anyone else, everyone has a different schedule, no one has to be very creative when giving an excuse to blow the rest of the group off (indeed, for me they don't bother with communicating an excuse at all), and 99% of the students have proven, on a daily basis, that they don't care what their grades are. They stand to lose nothing by blowing it off and waste their time by taking part in it.
2. My speech teacher, who I dislike but not as much as some other teachers I've had so far, has given me my semi-final grade. I'm 2 points, out of 1000, short of an A. I don't see him doing anything positive about that and there's not a thing I can do about it. I really hate busting my ass for a B in a simple class. If it was a hard class, I'd be ok with it. I'm not saying I blame him, but I don't think he grades very fairly, so in a way I am blaming him. I could have done a bit better on my speeches though, so I'm sharing the blame. Just, you know. 2 points. Sucks.
3. I await the asshat from the financial aid office. I guess it takes him 4-6 weeks to determine anyone's fate for financial aid after they write an appeal letter smooching his fat ass and begging to not be trod upon. If he remains a steadfast prick, I have one option. I mean, short of buying a handgun. Which is tempting, but I'm broke and patently allergic to prison cells. I could register for the University of Wyoming classes offered at Casper College. Then I can pay dual tuition (yes!) to finish my Casper College classes and get my degree. The problem is twofold: I will be paying double enrollment, which will eat up the whole Pell Grant I'd start anew with attending UW, and I'd also be blowing one semester worth of a new Pell Grant that is designed to get me a bachelor's degree, on getting an associate's degree. So in 2 years, I might very well have this same problem when trying to finish my Bachelor's degree. If you can see my meaning. I have a solution to the whole thing: Mister Diskweed Financial Aid Guy - stop being a fucktard. Stop fucking with everyone, in general, and me, in specific, and just rejoice that you have a regular job in an air conditioned/heated building year round and don't have to get your hands dirty on anything less sanitary than the inky pages of whatever form you're collating at the moment.
4. However, I don't have to take one of my finals, because I have an A in the class. That's really a relief.
And now, I'm going to continue to work on my solo paper for Gender Communications class.
Comments (17)
bahaaa "three other females."
i knew it.
^^^oxymephorous hits nail on head^^^
They should change the name on this college to Asshat State
I haven't really dealt with that in a while, though we do gather up into groups during LIT class and discuss the book we recently read. I've been in groups were people literally just sit there and say nothing. Boring as all get-out and lame on top of it.
I don't think I'd ever assign long-term group assignments, unless there was a way I could track exactly what each member of the group was doing so that the ones who were slacking off and being dumb-asses wouldn't get full credit. Sorry you have to deal with that caca!
Group projects are soooo high school, you know? I hate working in groups. Maybe because that's because I hate people. Or, it could be that it never gets anything done. yeah, that's it.
holy shit. that picture of rache is scarier than normal.
and ryc ~ I hope so too