I am never taking another writing class again. I am so glad that the one Im taking now is the only one I am required to take. GAH. My skin is too thin and its not so much that I cant handle criticism, but my teacher writes cryptic little notes in the margins of my papers that arent so much corrections as they are him not agreeing with what Im saying. Or him being surprised by what Im saying. And then he knocks a point off my grade. Ok, I guess it shouldnt be that big of a deal really, because I really like the teacher, but I really dislike graded papers. Also I really dislike being wrong. Thats actually more of the problem - I hate being wrong. And this class has me all conflicted inside because there is nothing technically wrong with my papers. This isnt a creative writing class and my spelling and grammar seem to be correct, so what IS wrong with my papers? Why the 9 out of 10? Why the 9.5 out of 10? Am I splitting hairs here?
Anyway. I just thought I'd vent that a bit.
In other news, I got to say something fun in class today. I said "Jesus is a cunt". But before you crazy trolls start telling me how Im going to hell (which is obvious, by the way) I was just talking about a shirt I saw some guy wearing on Belmont and freedom of speech and censorship and shit. So relax. But it was fun to say.
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