Man that bite

I totally bombed my Algebra unit 6 test. Well .. I got a 70 which is a C .. barely. In my eyes that's bombing it. All of my other grades in that class have been high B's on tests and one A on a quiz. I am so dissappointed in myself. I missed 3 questions because I just didn't know how to do them, which is one thing, the thing that makes me mad is the other 3 I knew how to do, I just made careless stupid errors. Those 3 careless errors meant the difference of making an 85 which I think is a respectful grade to making a 70 which isn't acceptable.

My new favorite song

So I was on the way to school this morning .. and this song comes on the radio ... and I go .. OMG this song was MEANT FOR ME!!! So I had to come look up the lyrics and find out who sings it. It's by Danielle Peck.

It's called Findin' a Good Man

We got a bucket of Corona, Enough stories to last all night, About the trials
and tribulations, Of findin' Mr. Right: Of findin' a good man. Here's to the
liars and the cheaters and the cold mistreaters; To the Momma's boys who can't
make a stand. Here's to the superficial players; The "I love ya"
too-soon-sayers; If you hear me girls, raise your hand: Let's have a toast:
Here's to findin' a good man. Blind dates an' horror stories; Pushy guys and
fast movers. Let's dedicate this girl's night out, To big-talkers; bad losers,
It's so hard findin' a good man. Here's to the liars and the cheaters and the
cold mistreaters; To the Momma's boys who can't make a stand. Here's to the
superficial players; The "I love ya" too-soon-sayers; If you hear me girls,
raise your hand: Let's have a toast: Here's to findin' a good man. Instrumental
Break. Julie, I know you want perfection; Angie, you want a listener. Lisa, your
list is gettin' long, And girls, you know me:I just want a good kisser. Here's
to the liars and the cheaters and the cold mistreaters; To the Momma's boys who
can't make a stand. Here's to the superficial players; The "I love ya"
too-soon-sayers; If you hear me girls, raise your hand: Let's have a toast;
Let's have a toast: Here's to findin' a good man. Here's to findin' a good man.
Here's to findin' a good man.

The funny thing about this song .. is I think I have dated every guy listed
in the song .. well except for the good man. Still searching for him. I may just
settle for a good book at this point.

One of the suckiest parts of being a divorced mom

Has got to be waiting on the child support check when it's late. Wondering if it's actually going to come, worrying how you are going to pay for your child's daycare, gas, and groceries. I hate being dependent on my ex-husband for anything. He can't even be trusted to pay his child support with out it being garnished out of his wages before he ever sees his paycheck and then even with the garnishment it's sometimes late.

Which is exactly the reason, I am going back to school so I can get a decent enough job so that I can support me and my children irreguardless of whether or not the child support check is on time or not.

Man this burns my biscuits

Okay so my brother was involved in that shooting last year the day after Skyla's birthday, and then he saved the old man from the train. Well he got two awards for it. First officer in the history of Thomasville to get both awards in one year. My brother's name is Steve Currie .. or Officer Currie.

Well Lexington's paper did a nice article about all the police officers who recieved the award. Here's the nice article:

http://www.the-dispatch.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20070117/NEWS/701170343&SearchID=73269929028432

In less than a week later .. the editor of the paper wrote this nasty letter:
http://www.the-dispatch.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20070120/NEWS/701200302&SearchID=73269932268921

Makes me want to send a nasty letter to the editor. My brother risks his life every day for the people of Thomasville. Heck he doesn't even live in Thomasville. He has saved several lives this year and was awarded because of it .. and now this little podunk news editor wants to disparrage them getting awards because of it? Police get so little rewards as it is. Why not just let them bask in the fact that someone is giving them a little appreciation.

Sometimes it's good to question your proffessors

Proffessors are humans just like everyone else .. and sometimes it's good to question them. Week before last I had a quiz in my college algebra class and the teacher graded it wrong and I knew it had the right answer and I went to her and showed her that she marked another woman's right and mine wrong. She fixed it so I gained 10 points back on my quiz.

Well Friday we took our SCT 100 quiz and there was one question on the test that wasn't in any of the reading material, excersizes or prequizes that we had taken so afterwards I went to the professor. This one question kept my test from being a 100 and dropped it down to 96. Well he went and looked and pretty much everyone in the entire class missed the question because it wasn't from the units we were studying. So everyone who missed the question got their 4 points back. YEAH!!! So now I still have a perfect score in that class. We've had 2 tests and one quiz so far in that class and I've made 100s on each of them.

I've finally figured it out

According to my SCT 100 professor today is supposed to be the unhappiest day of the year according to some scientist. Well today is my ex-husband's birthday .. no wonder he's the most unhappy and miserable person I've ever met in my life. He has this thing about him where he's miserable and he wants everyone else around him to be miserable too. Thank God he's now the bimbo's problem and not mine!!!

The Dead Dads Club

Grey's Anatomy is my favorite show (well since Buffy ended anyways). Last night was an amazing show, but it was very hard for me to watch. Dr. George O'malley lost his dad last night. Dr. Wang told him that he was now in the Dead Dads Club and that she was so sorry but that you had to join the club before you could understand the pain of the club. Unfortunately I joined the club almost 8 years ago. Man it sucks to be in the club. Watching the show last night I was just bawling like a baby.

Man I miss my dad every day. My dad was the best.

Don'tcha Love it?

When you think you really screwed up on a test and come back and got a much better grade than you were expecting?

Yesterday I was sick as a dog and missed my first 2 classes but had to come in for the 3rd because of my first test in that class. Well I got there and took one look at the test and was thinking bad stuff. I was drugged up on Fenergrin too to keep from throwing up during the test .. yahoo. Fun stuff let me tell ya. Yesterday I was thinking the absolute highest I could possibly have scored was a whopping 80 and that was if I hadn't made any careless mistakes. Well I got the test back today and did much better than expected because I got an 86 which is a high B (4 pts shy of an A) so I was quite relieved. YEAH!!!

Did I mention it's been 10 YEARS since I had a math class and they started me out in College Algebra where as most of the others in my class just got out of Math 99 .. they put me straight into Math 191??? Scared much? MMM yeah.

And The Award for Suckiest Blogger in the World Goes too...

I know! I know! I am the suckiest blogger in the world. Please forgive me. I haven't had computer access for awhile.

I now have access via school. But I jump ahead. Let's start at the beginning.

For my new year's resolution #1.. get rid of dead weight (dumped boyfriend .. check! started a diet .. check check!). New Year's resolution #2 work on brain (go back to school .. check check check!). I'm now a Full-time Business and Office Technology Major at Augusta Tech. Classes so far are going well. Made a 90 on a quiz in Algebra (although I took the test yesterday sick and I'm dreading the grade), and I made 100 on my test for microcomputer applications last week. I have another test in that class tomorrow .. wish me luck.

Chip and Skyla and I have been battling this nasty new stomach bug going around for the past week but right this moment, everyone is healthy (knocking on wood .. aka my head).