I'm still mad at the Analysis of Algorithms (see?) prof who wouldn't let me retake a midterm I was sick for. All the other profs let me retake what I missed when I was ill. It was a required course, so I had to retake it. I decided to extend my degree by a semester to accommodate the workload. As a result, I got an A in the retake (even though it didn't replace the original grade), spent all semester flirting with a dreamy guy, and met Colin in my extra semester.
I still hate her, but it kinda worked out.
I don't have any advice, Aims, just lots of love and support for you. Whatever you decide.
I have some caladryl in the car, I just need to get dressed and go get it. But my sister's on her way over, so that's a good motivator. But last time I don't remember it doing a whole lot of good.
The question I'd ask, Aims, is how important is your GPA going to be in the future? Will taking the hit to your GPA negatively affect your future job prospects, or ability to apply to grad schools? If not, then it may be better in the long run to let it go and focus your energy on other things.
(I've had this conversation with another friend who recently went back to school - she's never had anything less than a 4.0 GPA her entire previous school career, and was killing herself trying to maintain it. I had to remind her that the first time she was in college, being a student was her WHOLE LIFE. This time around, she has 2 kids, a mortgage, a coop board to run, etc etc etc, and sometimes it was going to be worth taking a zero on a paper or exam in order to get a full night's sleep and make sure the kids were fed!)
You guys! This is my BF they're talking about! [link] Awesome! I'm so proud!
This is my BF they're talking about!
It's great that a plus-size woman is getting treated properly, but the rest of the "how wonderful were the 50s!" thing is pretty offputting. "Oh, if only we could go back to the time when women didn't have to do all that awful work outside the home and we were loved for our full-figured glory!" Can't we work outside the home, be full-figured, and still be loved?
And the boy is being rambunctious--but not destructive, just adorably boy-like!--and the girl is lady-like and delighted to see her daddy and so proud that she helped mommy bake.
That was disturbing.
Good god. Those pictures are great, but the post itself reeks of revisionist bullshit.
The 1950s were the last decade in history in which women were still encouraged to be feminine; the last decade when the fuller figure was still the ideal of beauty. It was a better, nobler age; a time of greater social cohesion and harmony; a time before cultural Marxism and all of its offshoots agitated gender hostility, class warfare, and other forums of societal discontent. It was the last decade in which the natural order of things still held sway. These beautiful images compellingly evoke the idyllic appeal of those times.
Plus-size models recall a time of greater gender harmony, of veneration for the traditional family, and of respect for natural relations between men and women.
What is that crap? Seriously? It's offensive.
The introduction to her is my favorite. I can't get to it on the computer though. That site is blocked.
Wow. Connie, I thought at first you were being a bit harsh, but then I followed the link and, ye gods.
Er, but DJ, your friend is gorgeous!
Your friend is gorgeous!!! The post is @@, but your friend is totally lovely.
Have applied calagel, which my iPhone tried to correct to falafel. Hmm, I wonder if chickpeas would help...
