(Map of my semester long research paper) Today's Schedule 0900 - English 102, Final Draft due on research paper we have been working on ALL semester. Then during class lecture realizing I may have done the whole thing wrong.  OK, maybe a slight exaggeration.  But let's just say, I made an appointment for tomorrow morning with the teacher to see if I can salvage something. 1015  - Library to ask very helpful librarian to show me where the color printer is so I can print out homework assignment for my 1200 class today. (assignment - map I used from another class. See pic) 1030  - Favorite study spot on the 4th floor of the library to do reading assignment for today's 1200 class. 1130  - Multiple phone calls to the math department trying to figure out what math class I should take in the fall.  (Fall registration opens on April 10th for me and I want to have everything ready in my shopping cart so all I have to do is transfer over the cl...

I'm having less moments of sudden panic where my mind is racing and all I can think is, "where am I and what the hell am I doing here?".  And I am definitely less lost.  I no longer leave a building debating whether to pull out my map to see if I should turn left or right to get to my next destination.  Life is so much easier when I know which way to head.  How is that for a life analogy.  ;)

How I love being able to eat in the library!  Pass the wasabi please.

I've been so sick the last two weeks with bronchitis and asthma flare up.  It's tough doing homework when I can hardly remember my name.  That's all the whine I get.  There are deadlines to make.

Don't laugh.  At three in the morning this feels like a very real concern for me right now.  But on my behalf can I just say that I didn't mean to.  A flimsy excuse, I know, once I'm hauled into court for sentencing.  I don't even know what they do to people who plagiarize.  I don't even know if I have plagiarized.  I'm working on my first BIG research paper for English 102.  What a swirling, confusing, wonderful, awful experience this has been.  I have always loved to write.  I can say that now.  I have kept that juicy tidbit a secret for decades, even from myself.  After all, who am I write - let alone enjoy it.  But I don't know what I'm doing.  And it scares me to find out.  Oh, but I long to find out.  It's like this siren song that I cannot and do not want to ignore.  And so I have gotten my wish.  I'm in a swirling state of new ideas about rhetoric, ex...

Yea, I'm throwing that whole rule about not using my English papers for my blog out the window. Who thought up that rule any way? I think that I can safely promise that I won't post ALL of my papers. But this one is important to me as it talks about some of my reasons and goals for being in school. Read on. The journal I have chosen for my English 102 project is the Journal of Holistic Nursing.  The journal’s mission statement is as follows:   Journal of Holistic Nursing ( JHN ) is a peer-reviewed quarterly journal with a focus on integrating holistic health concepts with traditional Western medicine. JHN provides a forum for caring and innovative nurses in clinical practice, research, individual wellness practice, and academia to exchange critical information, share clinical and personal experiences, and communicate research pertaining to nursing practice, health care, wellness, healing, and human potential. On March 17, 2015 I will have worked as a ...

This is a pod.  This thing fascinates me.  One the first day of English I was the first one to walk into class and saw a room full of these things.  I was mystified and confused.  Are we supposed to sit in them?  And why are they on rollers?  What were we going to do with them?  In them?  I was a little scared so I slowed my pace and let other students overtake and pass me.  I watched to see what they would do.  Yes, you sit in them.  OK, I already sorta had that figured out.  But see that little basket underneath?  Not just a weird design flaw - you put your back pack in there.  And yes, the wheels are used, at least in this class they are.  We are always moving into small discussion groups.  But wait, it's not like in the olden days when you had to get up and and push a heavy chair/table combination around with it scrapping and scratching along the way...sometimes with the nails down the chalkboard...