**yawn** I think tomorrow (well--today) is my last day of vacation. It's either the last day of my sick, runny-nosed, burning-lungs vacation or it's the day I'm supposed to go back to work. I can't remember and I really am not going to call in and see if I'm supposed to be back so if they call me and want to know where I am I'll let them know: "I'm sick and thought I was off today, anyways."
I skipped school today. I should have gone because I've already missed two classes and my professor doesn't like me (at least I think she doesn't like me.)
She knows that I believe her class is a waste of my time and that I am bored by the mundane essays we have to write.
She gave me a 90-percent on a paper that was clearly a 98-percenter (I fucked up on three places where I should have added a comma.) We were advised to rewrite a fable or story. Everyone else was picking The Three Little Pigs, Little Red Riding Hood, The Ant and the Grasshopper. I picked the resurrection of Jesus. Rewrite the story from another point-of-view. We could change what we needed to just so long as most of the characters remained the same and it followed the original plot somewhat.
So I made up two characters (three if you count the Jesus-Robot) and I changed the whole idea behind the story. I don't believe she took kindly to my story. I argued on some points where she marked me off and I was most convincing in my argument but she still would not budge. I used the word "deadpan" and she doesn't know what it means. So I showed her how I used it to accent that particular part of the story and I even showed her other ways it can be used. I printed out the fucking meaning from a dictionary for crying out Pete's sake and she still refused to budge.
After our little discussion I let her know that I was not trying to be a hard-ass but I think it was an unfair grade. So to even it up I let her know that part of writing is to twist one's particular style to suit the reader. I let her know that if I have to dumb down my papers in the future I will do so if it means that I will receive a higher grade. I don't think that little quip has really sunk in yet. It will sooner or later. Most likely later. Or maybe I'm underestimating her and she is planning my demise as I speak.
Now I know that I'm sounding bitchy about only having received an A-minus as opposed to an A-plus, but fair is fair. I wrote a story that was twisted in all the right places and while it may be hard for an average student to comprehend I would think that a professor would realize the risk I was taking with such a story. It could have turned out to be shit but it didn't and I should have been rewarded for that with a fair grade. She wanted J.K. Rowling and I gave her Alan Moore.
Fucking overachievers--we're such pricks.
I skipped school today. I should have gone because I've already missed two classes and my professor doesn't like me (at least I think she doesn't like me.)
She knows that I believe her class is a waste of my time and that I am bored by the mundane essays we have to write.
She gave me a 90-percent on a paper that was clearly a 98-percenter (I fucked up on three places where I should have added a comma.) We were advised to rewrite a fable or story. Everyone else was picking The Three Little Pigs, Little Red Riding Hood, The Ant and the Grasshopper. I picked the resurrection of Jesus. Rewrite the story from another point-of-view. We could change what we needed to just so long as most of the characters remained the same and it followed the original plot somewhat.
So I made up two characters (three if you count the Jesus-Robot) and I changed the whole idea behind the story. I don't believe she took kindly to my story. I argued on some points where she marked me off and I was most convincing in my argument but she still would not budge. I used the word "deadpan" and she doesn't know what it means. So I showed her how I used it to accent that particular part of the story and I even showed her other ways it can be used. I printed out the fucking meaning from a dictionary for crying out Pete's sake and she still refused to budge.
After our little discussion I let her know that I was not trying to be a hard-ass but I think it was an unfair grade. So to even it up I let her know that part of writing is to twist one's particular style to suit the reader. I let her know that if I have to dumb down my papers in the future I will do so if it means that I will receive a higher grade. I don't think that little quip has really sunk in yet. It will sooner or later. Most likely later. Or maybe I'm underestimating her and she is planning my demise as I speak.
Now I know that I'm sounding bitchy about only having received an A-minus as opposed to an A-plus, but fair is fair. I wrote a story that was twisted in all the right places and while it may be hard for an average student to comprehend I would think that a professor would realize the risk I was taking with such a story. It could have turned out to be shit but it didn't and I should have been rewarded for that with a fair grade. She wanted J.K. Rowling and I gave her Alan Moore.
Fucking overachievers--we're such pricks.
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annamei:
i wanted to do peachcake but i worked until midnight, tell me when they are playing next and i am there
annamei:
i dont have your #, email me and ill give u mine that_one_girly@hotmail.com