I hate Mondays and I hate online college courses. I just went from having all A’s to having 3 A’s and a B. The worst part? The B is in my Women’s Lit course. I love this course. Well, I loved this course. There is nothing more discouraging than receiving a D because of something you can’t control. I have an ex husband and I have 2 children with that ex husband. I took my children out to his house on Friday. I took them early enough so that I could get some birthday shopping done (my daughter turned 9) and then be home in time to finish my assignment. I have to cross a bridge to get home. At 7:20pm, when traffic is supposed to be over, I get trapped in a massive amount of it. No idea what’s going on and no way of getting home. I finally made it home at 10pm, which is an hour past when my assignment was due. I decided to do it anyway and I made a note that I knew it was late. I wake up this morning, hopeful that she will understand my issue. Even more hopeful that she might let it slide (just a little) because I’m definitely her best student. But no, she gives me a D. It makes me want to give up. It makes me not like her very much. It makes me very sad. I went from a 97 to a 90. I know that I posted late, but the first part of my assignment was done. I just don’t understand how it merits a D. A C, maybe, but not a D. I had this same teacher for another class and I passed with a 100 as my final grade. I never get below a C on assignments. I very rarely get below a B. With everything else that’s going on right now, this doesn’t help. It’s a kick in the face and I don’t know how much longer I can do this. This really stinks. I just hate not doing well in school, especially in a Lit course while majoring in English. This picture sums up how I feel today (and every other day).
And on that note, I’m going to study for my Lit midterm. This should be interesting.
-BLP