Okay, people, it's past midnight. I'm wired, completely freaking out about all the homework that's due in the next few weeks. There's papers that need writing, a semester's worth of information I couldn't be bothered to master until now, and *shudder* a part time job at La Salle's Food Services.
Then there's this blog. I have nothing against blogs, they're awesome, just not my kind of awesome. I don't like blogging, I prefer to keep my thoughts to myself at all times, I can't even remember how to sign in. Dare I say it, I'm annoyed that I had to take time out from my personal drama to write a couple of paragraphs on Weekly Scribblers. Well, I've put if off long enough. The final grade will suffer unless something gets posted, or not. Sometimes I wonder if he's just fooling with us helpless college folk, kind of like last week. You all know what I'm talking about - we were supposed to get back those giant, crazy 4,000 - 5,000 word papers that didn't actually have to be that long. Way to lie and manipulate our emotions, Prof. That was not cool, not cool at all.
That's pretty much what I wanted to say. Rant's over and, on a completely unrelated note, TV's repetitive. What are your thoughts on the vampire/detective dramas that have flooded our sets in the past fifteen years? Is there such a thing has too many immortal detectives trying to atone from several lifetimes of evil?
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Good rant, Anne. It's a bummer that you don't like blogging. Because you're good at it. And your rant is proof that you shouldn't keep your thoughts to yourself.
I commiserate with your work schedule. I'm just as swamped and still prepping for tonight's class.
And I'm not fooling with you guys (and you're certainly not helpless). For your last Philly drafts, I wanted you guys to have the experience of writing a lot of words, in a short amount of time with the expectation that it needed to be finished. I can't think of a better lesson for you guys than "writing in a pressure cooker." It's something very few writers like to do, but all writers need to do from time to time.
As far as getting the papers back, I thought it would be best for you all to step back from it for a week, work on a little nut graf and then get the whole thing back the following week. If I had given them back last week with detailed commments that would have just prolonged the pressure cooker for another week. It also wouldn't have allowed any time to get to any final revisions for your other short papers.
As for the extended word count, it's always good to overwrite, then you have the luxury of just cutting. And I also wanted everyone to write at least 3500 words. The class average for the drafts: 3308 words. If I had given 3500 as the final goal, what would the average have been?
And you're right: I'm not cool. I haven't been cool for a lot of years (and it's a big relief). But I didn't mean to play with anyone's emotions. If I did, I apologize. All I meant to manipulate were your minds. That might not be cool, but it's a teacher's job.
I dont really remember undergrad being this stressful, until finals week. My roommate once found me curled up under my loft laughing and crying at the same time clutching my British Romantic Literature notes. I had apparently hallucenated that Tom Hanks had come to me (much in the fashion of A Leauge Of Their Own and told me "THERE'S NO CRYING IN FINALS." But that was finals week, thats when everything was due, you were taking the tests and not sleeping.
I have 3 weeks left in the semester the panic should not have set in already. I thought I was taking the Laize Fare route of grad school, part time, classes three nights a week. No, no, no. Apparently each class you take the professor thinks is your ONLY class. Naturally.
I get it, we only meet once a week, so you pile on the readings/writing assignments/group projects/what have you. But oh good god, gives us a break!
Breaks are for the Summertime.
it's not that i think we need a break - but like lyssa said these are not our only classes. it was very frustrating to find out that i spent my entire easter break sitting at my kitchen table working on my 4000-5000 word paper that was due wednesday, that actually needs to be a thousand words less and we weren't getting it back for a week and a half, when i would have much rather been spending the little time i had home with my family. i enjoyed writing the paper - i thought it was a great assignment, and it made me learn a lot about the foods of philadelphia and where they came from, but i was just frustrated that i spent so much time on it for several days in a row only to not get it back when i was expecting to.
The schedule is pretty crazy around here. It does seem like the work load is heavier now before finals than before because I only remember finals week being crazy and not having a million things to do before that and four weeks in advance.
It is just that time. Everyone is swamped, and it goes to show that I am just as swamped as everyone else because I am doing all of my posts an hour and a half before class starts.
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