The End

Week 10 is here and it's come sooo fast. I'm glad the term is almost over, but I will miss this class.

 

To answer the question, what would I tell someone who is going to write their first research paper. I would tell them to read the handbook and ask questions. Don't be afraid to post things on the discussion board and ask for help. The best help I got was from my classmates and the professor too. Writing a research paper takes time for research, time to develop the arguments, and time to write the paper. But, I think the best advice I can give is to go to seminar and don't be afraid to speak up and ask questions. You can write any paper if you pay attention and ask questions.

 

To my fellow classmates I will say farewell. I enjoyed seminar and learning with and from you. Hope you meet your expectations for this class and any other that you take. Thanks for everything.

 

Rebecca

Unit 9

This week is the biggest week of the term. All the final projects are due by the end of this week and the term is coming to a close. Most of us are scrambling to finish the projects. That doesn't mean that we have been slacking the other 8 weeks. In my case, I have been having increasing problems with my breathing and my pulse Ox has been dropping, especially with movement. I know other people who have been trying to move, working longer than normal hours, pregnant and getting ready to deliver; so we've all had issues to handle. So I need to buckle down finish my papers and then deal with my problems. I know it won't be easy, but if other people can do it so can I.

 

I talk to you all next week on our last blogs.

Rebecca

Unit 8

The last 6 weeks have been the longest since I been back in school. I think the main problem was that I set out to accomplish too many things and ended up crunching everything together. I don't feel like I had control of anything. So this week I am trying to space things out better and hopefully accomplish want I need to accomplish.

 

The end of June is hard for me anyway. My parents are both dead but their anniversary was on the 25^th and they would have been married 60 years. Even before they died they beat me in the marriage race. Anyway, 2 years ago in June I buried my mother. My Dad died 15 years ago and I've never really gotten use to that. He was my superman and he was never supposed to die. But now that they're both dead I can't even go to the cemetery because all I do is cry.

 

Well this blog went downhill in a hurry. I guess I should have used one of the professor's suggestions.

 

Hope everyone has a great 4^th of July.