Dropping Like Flies

It's midterm week and I am getting ready for my hated biology exam tomorrow night.

Dread dread dread.

Sounds like a couple of my buddies from class will likely drop before the add/drop deadline this Friday since they are doing poorly in class. Not that I'm doing all that great, but I intend to hang on and fight through, especially since we are at the half-way mark. I keep reminding myself that I just need a C to move on. Still, it makes me sad to see so many of my class mates suffering with this tough prof. One kid is a pizza delivery driver putting himself through school to become a nurse. Very hard worker. Immigrated from the Ukraine when he was a kid, and because english is his 2nd language, he's having a rough go.

Part of me is jealous they are dropping. But I'll fight through that and just press on. As my esteemed ex-husband used to say... anybody can stand on their head in a bucket of sh-- for a short time. (That's what the cadets used to tell each other at the Air Force Academy apparently.

Luckily we have a long weekend coming up, and my sister and her babies are here for cuteness distractions. I'll do plenty of catching up with friends this weekend before digging in for the second half of this quarter.

Counting down the days until this class is behind me.

Trudge trudge trudge.