Dear Men,

When I saw that I have extremely bad PMS, this is not a cue to say "Awww, the widdle woman is all contwolled by her widdle hormones. Awwwww, does oo need a Midol? Does oo need a dwinky poo and some chocwates?"

It is also not an occasion to make jokes about women being the weaker sex.

Want to know why? I'll tell you.

It is only through the extraordinary strength of my will that I am not ripping your fucking lips off your face and using them to bite off your own testicles. NOW DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE FUCKING WITH HERE?

Now put your hand over your balls and back away. Do not make eye contact or your testicles will end up in your eye sockets.

Fuck. Seriously.

Wow, I said nothing in October.

That's probably because I didn't have a hell of a lot to talk about. That and all my writing cycles are taken up by courses at the moment.

One more month of this semester to go. Here are my grades so far:

Algebra: 90.39% - about to drop after a bad homework and exam grade are released.
Ethics: 100% - hope it stays there after the latest grades.
Psychology: 100% - hope it stays there after this week's exam.
Science: 96.64% - should stay there.

So, you'd think I'd be happy with that, right? Especially since the Psychology grade actually computes out to be higher than 100% if you do the math (bonus exercises). But I'm not. I'm disappointed with the Science grade. The math I'm not disappointed by, I'm just fearful of what it will be after the latest grades are published.

That said, why do I care? I won't be getting a scholarship anyway, and to be honest with you I'm not sure why I'm doing this. I only leave the house now to take the children to their activities, my workload has increased by all the schoolwork and hasn't decreased anywhere else, and now my family is resentful that a.) the money is being spent on something worthless, and b.) I'm not even keeping to my previous slovenly standards in housekeeping.

Why am I doing this? I'm just not sure this week.

Life continues apace.

I continue school, I continue to do laundry, the house continues to be a tip, everything continues to be vaguely shitty. Signed up for next semester's courses and I've got a Sociology, a Psychology, Statistics, and Human Sexuality (which doubles for Phys Ed, and good thing too as I can still barely walk on this ankle.)

Right at the moment I'm feeling very burned out. I'd quite like a few good grades back to bolster what I know will be a shitty math exam grade shortly. I did my damndest, but I don't think it was good enough, and I suspect my Algebra grade will no longer be an A.

Oh, and I get no financial aid. None. 90% of the school is on at least half tuition and fees, and I get nothing. Of course, only 17% graduates as well.

Sucks. That's where I am right now; everything sucks.

Still ill.

Still snotty, although not as bad. Still exhausted. Still coughing. Still popping fevers in the afternoon. Still easily confused by the completely obvious.

It has been two weeks now - last week's post was after enjoying this for an entire week. Either this is two colds, or it's the Aporkalypse.

Either way, it needs to get out of here.

Unfortunately, now all three kids have it too. Although they're all better off than I have been - none of them has fainted yet.

This sucks.

I have cancelled today.

I am ill, feverish, snotty nose, body aches, sore throat, swollen glands. Today is cancelled. I will do my math homework, I will get the kids from the bus stop this afternoon, but I have told piano we are not coming, and I don't give a damn there's no food in the house.

Done, over, sorted. There's a hot bath and a bed in my future. Hell, I might even make Husband look after the kids tonight.

Screw you guys, I'm going home.

Here we go again.

I am obviously naive. I honestly thought that my fellow students wouldn't KEEP plagiarizing after they got caught. But this week the same student did it again (she stole a definition off another site - I spotted it immediately because suddenly she had a sentence in English in the middle of her normal crap) and then *another* student did it too!

People, people, let me let you in on a little secret: If you write like hot ass most of the time, and then suddenly there's something nearly publishable in the middle of your pile of mess, WE KNOW YOU STOLE IT. We KNOW the grammar fairy didn't just come down and kiss your keyboard for that one brief moment. Do you *really* think your professor is so dumb she wouldn't see it? Or are you so dumb that you don't realise your own work isn't to that standard? Seriously, can you not see that there's a massive disconnect between your work and what you stole?

Man, this is the most fucked up Ethics course EVER.

And what's worse is I suspect that Every. Single. Class. must be full of this! And at first I just thought "OMG! I can't believe it! Oh well, professor will be able to deal with it. She'll sort them out." And I still figure she can deal with it, but my god, when you've got that many people doing it, how do you set them all straight? Seriously, if she took all of them to the academic judiciary she wouldn't have time to teach!

All I can say at this point is a hope to hell that they fail the exercise every time they do this. Otherwise it's an insult to the professor and everyone who actually reads the material and works on it.

Oh Noes, whadda coinkydink!

Last night, our Professor posted that one of this week's questions was from the text. She didn't say what the question was, and this is the first time that has happened.

And lo and behold, as if by magic, our plagiarizing student has SUDDENLY HAD HER CAR WITH ALL THE BOOKS AND NOTES IN IT STOLEN! OMG, she needs the text but has a FOOLPROOF REASON not to have it! WOW!

Bitch, go buy the text. Stop fucking Googling for your answers and read the damned material. You're not fooling anyone.

And to help you, the bookstore is selling that book used for $34. I looked it up.

Fetch.