Well...
Here we go again.
This was going to be my last and FINAL year for college. I had this one last semester and then I could apply for graduation and get my diploma. I worked so hard this semester. Maybe the hardest I've worked on any semester. I spend most of my days doing homework, and even forfeighted my Friday nights to complete all homework and quizzes I had for my online Gerontology class. So at the end of the semester I applied for graduation.
I should have known from the getgo that doing an online class was a bad idea. I tried it once before with Biology, and it didn't work out so well. Considering the amount of work the prof wanted us to turn in. It definitely should NOT have been an online class. But, Gerontology was only a 1 credit class, and all you did was answer the questions the prof emailed each week. And you had until the following Friday to complete it and turn it in.
I did that every week. I had all of my assignments turned in and on time. I only missed 2, one was when I went out of town for my brothers wedding, and the other was when I had strep throat. I felt pretty good at the end of the semester knowing that I passed and would FINALLY get my associates degree.
Oh no.
The prof posted the final grades and I had an F. I immediately e-mailed her asking what I had received an F in her class. She informed me that I didn't turn in all of my work. I singed back into our website for the class, and aside from the 2 assignemnts that I missed, everything else was turned in. She replied saying that she never received the midterm OR the final and those were a good chunk of my grade.
I signed back into the website. No link or e-mail for a midterm or a final.
I e-mailed her back stating that. She told me to get back to her after the new year and she'd have the IT guys look into it and go over options. And so I did. We met in her office after the New Year. To make a very very long story short. She basically told me that its too late for the IT guys to look into it, and even if they did - the class is already closed so it wouldn't matter anyways. My only option was to retake the class.
I wasted an HOUR of my time for her to basically tell me that I was shit outta luck.
And to top it off, even though my advisor told me that Gerontology wasn't a requirement for Human Services, turns out it WAS. Because I received a call telling me that my graduation request can't be processed until I pass the class. Go me.
Well.
Knowing already that my Human Services degree isn't going to get me far. I decided that I needed a back up plan as well. So after talking to Dan about it - I enrolled in another local college and will be majoring in Medical Assisting. It's not quite a nurse since we can't do meds, but its higher then a nurse aid - more responsibiltity. It's something that would give me job no matter where I'm at.
So, once again, I will basically be starting college over again. Maybe by the time I'm 30, I'll have some sort of degree. I don't know why I beat myself up over this. I feel like society has put a lot of pressure on people to have a college degree and a career by a certain age. I've decided to say fuck society. I'll get it done, but I'll get it done at my own pace.
