Gpa @ MindSay

Well, the final grades are all in now.

 

Spring Semester at a glance:

 

Financial Accounting (4 Credit Hours): C-

Environmental Studies (4 Credit Hours): C

Japanese 204 (4 Credit Hours): C-

 

Semester GPA: 1.800

 

Overall GPA Pre-Fall '07 Semester: 3.490

Overall GPA Pre-Spring '08 Semester: 3.396

 

Overall GPA Post-Spring '08 Semester: 3.060

 

My, how things have changed.

So I'm wondering if Ryan thinks i'm a mistake or a regret? Hmm?

Anyways since he doesnt matter anymore.. the good news is that Me and God are getting our relationship starting off back on track and may i say i missed him so much.  I guess the talk with Gordon pretty much impacted my life. I'm glad he IMed me and i'm glad that he cares for me even if sometimes its a pain. haha. But its all good. I dont want to say i *give up on guys* its more like, I need a break from guys and to breathe and find who i am in Christ and wait on God to bring the guy to me in HIS TIMING. I seriously gotta stop trying to fit it all in my own timing.

I just want this semester over with. I pray to God I pass EVERYTHING. yes, EVERYTHING. I'm really paranoid about my GPA since being a teacher you gotta have your GPA 2.75 and may i say my GPA last semester pretty much sucked and i was very disappointed but what do you expect when your only taking 11 credits, it isnt gonna be amazing with a C in psychology along with your A and 2 B's.  But I'm persevering and gonna continue to keep trying the last 3 weeks of college and try everything i can to pass and at least get some A's. more than one this time. Oh God, help me get through this. I need you.

Nothing of consequence happened Monday, except that I got complimented on my teaching capacity from an old woman whose oppinion really matters, for a lot of reasons, not the least of which being she wouldn't have said anything if she didn't mean it wholeheartedly. We like Miss Johnston's grandparents!

 

Tuesday I didn't do anything. Except get nailed in the boxfish in the first shot of dodgeball. PAIN!

 

Wednesday we did some judo and I felt confident enough to let some kids do rendori with me. I wouldn't let them do it with each other, just yet. Maybe next week after some more judo instruction and harsh safety lectures. They seem to love it.

 

Now, I didn't mention it in the individual paragraphs of the days, but one thing this week that has been pretty cool is having some good chats with Hannah. Although not so drastic as last winter past midterms, chances to talk to her are still relatively few and far between, and I usually don't have anything worth saying. I squealed about squealing about my whole little emotional history. I didn't mention the fshngbmfgngamujm I do in accounting, because I don't want anybody asking about that, but had I mentioned it, it would have made sense why I was feeling depressed all of Tuesday. Soon enough that will be finished, done, over with, and I'll just be able to forget about everything again, only this time having actually RESOLVED the issues, not just "sweep them under the rug", as Hannah put it.

 

Although, it could be argued that sweeping them under the rug was the best thing I could have done. It was only when I brought it up for that Becca kid's sake (Garret's friend, not my Becca) that any of this bothered me again. Bothered is the wrong word, because it's all behind me and the issues are completely resolved, but they still do (and always will) have an effect on me, which is why nobody really knows the history, not even those involved closely. I take that back, my Dad probably knows just about everything, partly because he's the smartest man in the world, partly because he was a prying ass that didn't respect my privacy in the slightest. At least now he gets the idea that if I really wanted to talk to him about what goes on in my life, I would. He doesn't need to go snooping. In fact, I'm fairly sure there are laws against that.

 

But the fact that those experiences are so personal is what makes it important that I keep them to myself. That's a simple principle, isn't it? I mean, not even Corry, not even Taylor, not my mom or the Katies or anybody really knows anything about what I've felt in these reguards, and I'm sure, even now that it doesn't bother me anymore, that I want it kept that way. It's very personal. It's very personal.

 

I had more I was going to write about it, but I lost my momentum and will attempt now to wrap it up.

 

I'm going to hang out with Sammie on Friday and Saturday. I can't wait! I haven't seen her in a while.

 

All the time, my grades are making a comeback, albeit too slow of a comeback. Sure, I can raise my GPA a whole point in a single day, but that's only because it had nowhere but down to go. Progress slows as it nears completion. A 3.5 is like the speed of light according to Einstein: The nearer you approach it, the more your progress slows down, meaning I can never quite reach it.

 

I'm such a %&*#ing moron! I have trouble pulling off those grades with today's education?! POS!

3.5!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

I am so freaking happy right now that I could scream.

I haven't gotten a three-five in over a year. I think this welding thing is going to be the ticket.

... haunting familar - I can't seem to place it...

 

So as of today I am done with my first semester of college classes. Even though it was a rocky start - it was worth it in every sense of the word. However, I'm going to have to admit that I am not proud of my grades, as of now this is what it looks like:

 

Psychology: D+ or a C-

English: A

Philosophy: D+ or a C-

Math: Pass

 

So my GPA will be anywhere from 2.0 to a 2.8. Not me. But look at it from my situation:

 

I had surgery eight days before I went to college, this surgery almost literally gave me back my life. Instead of living in constant fear, anxiety, and restriction.... I can go out, do things with friends, with new people, meet new people, go new places, enjoy new things... I mean, who can say no to playing frisbee outside with a bunch of guys? No one, except most heterosexual guys. I wish I could've started college this following fall instead of this Spring... but if I wasn't in school my dad's insurance would drop me, and Independence High Sschool wouldn't let me come back for the spring because I had too many credits.

 

I have registered for next semester though. Here's what we have for Fall 2007: