This morning, I got up early and started to do some research for my literature review. I have some sources already, but I wanted to try to get a sense of what all I have and what I still need to find. I am a little nervous about this process. Thankfully, the processor is going to scaffold us a long.
I took an hour break and got a shower, and hung out for a bit before I started reading for Ethics. I realized one of the books I need to read for next week will probably not arrive from Amazon in time. I ordered my text books on 12/19 to make sure they would arrive in enough time and with the holidays. The one that was still on the way was from a seller, who I guess works with Amazon. The seller’s name is RushLtd. Do not order any books from them.
This morning, I woke up and got a shower, I looked in the mirror and saw how red I was on my chest and arms, not so much on my face. I finally got that sun that I wanted to get so badly! Today, is Stephanie and Mike’s youngest son’s birthday, Stephen. I looked outside and thought today looks like a great pool day! We thought about going to the wave pool, but Drew said it was supposed to rain around 2:30pm (it ended up not even raining). It was probably a good thing we didn’t I needed to work on this market assessment evaluation for my adviser. I meet with her on Thursday and I need to have something to show her and I do have a few questions. I am finding that it is not as easy as I thought it was, or maybe I am thinking too much about it.
After we ate breakfast, so Drew could get ready to go to the grocery store, I put in his work clothes. He was going to grill out tonight, but also wanted to go to the gym. While he was at the store, I started researching. He called me to check and see if we had olive oil, so I got up from my computer and checked. I said, “No, we need some.” Then, we got off the phone. I went back to researching and then he texted and said I am on my way home. I ignored his text and kept working on my project. When he came to the door with the groceries, he rang the door bell. I got up from my computer, and opened the door for him. He carried the groceries into the kitchen and set them on the counter. i asked if he wanted help? He said, “no I got it you go back to researching.” I said, “Your clothes are done in the washer. Do you want me to get them or are you going to hang them up after you put groceries away?” He said, “can you hang them up for me please?” I went down to the basement and hung them up. I put another load of clothes in the washer. He was on his hands and knees looking for a mixing bowl to marinate the steak and the chicken. I walked into the kitchen and saw him I said, “Why don’t you just go to the gym with me tomorrow and prep dinner, and help me around the house so I can get this project started on?” I felt like he was doing too much with little time. He said, “Alright, I can do that.” I smiled and I helped him with the marinade and then went back to the project.
As I was working on the project, I was running into some road blocks and needed to ask her some questions on Thursday. Luckily, it is not due until end of August, and we are just collecting raw data. I took my computer outside, around 4pm when we started to grill and tried to research one more piece and then I put it aside for the night to enjoy my evening. I was able to get most of the laundry done and I assisted him clean up in the kitchen. Dinner was amazing! Steaks, asparagus, chicken (marinated on the grill). We made extra food for the week. I need to get back to eating low carb if not keto.
Goals of the week ahead:
- Hopefully hear about an interview for the GSA position
- Happy Hour with my music Friends on Tuesday
- Meet with my adviser on Thursday to go over this project
- Long weekend next weekend
In class today, our professor went over our papers. She said I have been getting a lot of e-mails about the paper. Let’s go over the difference between a topic and an idea. For example, Student Retention is too broad it is an idea. A topic would be Student Retention among minorities or some racial demographic. I looked over at my friend Julia, who is also in my class and I mouth. “Shit.” I had my paper done and it was on the overall aspect of student retention.
This morning, my tutor and I reviewed my paper and checked it for punctuation, so now I have to research again? I should have known better. At one point during the class, we were working in our groups and discussing the readings. I turned to the professor and asked if I could speak with her during the break? She said, “yeah of course. You can walk with me to get a snack.” I said, “alright.”
When break time arrived, I walked with her down the hall to the faculty break room. I told her about my situation. I said, I finished my paper over the weekend and I have been back and forth with my tutor via text. I wrote my paper on Student Retention, but I didn’t narrow it down. She said, “yea, you need to narrow it down.” At this point, we walked into the break room and she was getting her fat bombs out of the freezer (she is keto too). I said, okay, but here is where I am at, I spent all weekend writing my paper. I researched last weekend and wrote it this weekend. I have an internship in the evening on Thursday-Saturday and I work full-time I don’t really have the time to research again and get it to proofread.” she nodded her head. I said, “so do you think that I would be good to write about First-Generation college student retention or retention among minorities?” She said, “I think you could find a lot out there on First-Generation college student retention. I want to know when we started looking at First-Generation student retention, not just student retention.” I said, “Okay, I will do what I can with the time that I have.” We walked back into the classroom, and I said, “I just wish you would have gone over that last week.” We laughed a bit and she said, “Sorry girl! I was just getting so many questions about it.” I smiled and thanked her for her time and took my seat.
The rest of the class I was annoyed and discouraged. It is so important that I do well on this first paper. At the end of class, she made an announcement, that we could do a re-write if we wanted. I thought to myself again, something that could have been mentioned earlier. Maybe it wouldn’t have made a difference in my anxiety, but I would be better prepared then I am now.
When I met up with Drew after class, I was so annoyed. I asked him how the class was, and he said that it went well. I told him about the situation with my paper and he felt bad for me. I told him I am not going to have the time to re-research everything again. I am going to weave it through my paper, as I can. I just need to find a couple of good sources about first-generation college students. On the way home, I was feeling sick. I needed to take a sick day tomorrow. I was not in a good state of mind. I could rest and research, the two Rs.