Posts Tagged ‘school’

when it came, she had a starving smile

Thursday, December 11th, 2008

Insomnia again. I’ve won three ‘free domains’ from Name Cheap through their contest. I’m content with this number and since it was a little stressful I’ve bowed out of the contest for now. Not that anybody would notice!

The semi-incestuous story and the rest of the portfolio was turned in today. Seven page essay, a 2591 word short story, my reading journal, my writing exercises, everything. I have one more class (a different one) and only just to turn in my final project. After that I should be a graduate! I really hope I don’t flub this up somehow, I keep getting worried.

I’m thinking of going into IT. I love writing scripts. I think with some schooling I might be worth employing. Perhaps. It’s a big leap for me since I keep going back and forth. Half a year I’d decided on it. A month later I’d decided against it again. I think it would be the best choice for me, though. The medical field is for my family, it’s not for me. I’d be rubbish at being a respiratory therapist. I don’t have steady hands so being a surgical tech would be a disaster. I feel that I should do what I love. I am worried that I will come to hate doing what I love because it becomes a job but I have to take that chance.

I need to edit ten pages of poetry for my final project. Not quite sure what I should do with them. I’m afraid they’re not good enough. I know they’re not good. Really, only a three to four page essay left to do. I can manage that in six days, right?

black & white

Friday, October 24th, 2008

There’s not much to write about. I have an addiction to pinkberry. I know it’s not real frozen yogurt but can’t bring myself to care.

I find it a bit amusing to what lengths people will go to to fix poor grades. We got our first paper back from the professor and a 4.0 GPA student threw a snit fit. It was tense in that classroom! She apparently wanted to kill him, she was going to go to her counselor and the head of the English department. I’ll admit I put more effort into the paper than usual and managed to scrape by with a B but nobody got below a C. It’s not as if half the class failed. Still, if you’re going to follow through with a PhD in English you need good grades. I can understand the shock of getting a poor grade but don’t quite understand going so far as talking to the head of the English department when it was not entirely impossible to get an A. It was only difficult.

Entitlement issues? I have a 4.0 so it’s impossible for me to be anything but perfect issues? I’ll be happy to get my BA and move on, fuck the 4.0.

Maybe the lack of ambition is at the heart of my problems. I still don’t have a clear idea of what’s to come after I get my BA. I don’t want to go further in Creative Writing – MFA – because that leads to teaching and I have absolutely no interest in teaching.