now i know how my thesismates felt like...
we just found out that a considerable part of our grades for this one subject/course (subjects are called courses here. and what we call a course, they call a program. semantics, tsk.) will be based on these group presentations we're supposed to do three weeks from now.
problem #1: online, i know i give off the impression that i'm unusually chatty, but i'm honestly a lot more taciturn when communication requires more than my fingers (oh dear, that didn't sound too good, did it? anyway, you know what i mean.). when i'm in class (or in the presence of people i really like but do not know very well), i'm practically mute.
problem #2: i don't feel comfortable offering any suggestions or opinions when it's not just my grade that's on the line. why? most of the time, i honestly don't have anything to offer; sometimes, it's because i have this unfortunate tendency to come up with things that merit stunned looks and the question, "seriously, what are you on?"
problem #3: it's a timing issue. when you're working with a group, you have to do work all at the same time. see, i'm a crammer. i don't want to be one, but i am. i could sit in front of the computer for days on end and not come up with a single sentence, and then finish a 6-page report in half an hour - just minutes before i'm supposed to give it in. i've been trying to change this not only because i want to decrease the likelihood of my getting a heart attack everytime i have an assignment or test (stress possesses me like no evil spirit can), but also because i want to be able to produce better work. let's face it, last-minute projects and studying rarely get that good a mark.
PROBLEM #4: (and yes, this deserves to be in all caps). i'm grouped with a girl so quiet and timid, she makes me look like i'm ms. congeniality, a guy who asks me to explain every single statement that our teacher says and who couldn't seem to find a convenient time to meet the rest of us even if the professor already gave us one of our class days for this project (it's not like we're asking an extra day. it's same day, same time as a friday class. jeez, it's even in the same room.), and somebody who told me, "oh, it'll be easier if we just make photocopies of whatever we find, and just give it to you so you could do the report. just tell us what we're supposed to say and we'll agree with you."
all of a sudden, i'm a worker bee? and not only that, THE LONE worker bee?!?
i know i spent a considerable amount of time sleeping when we were making our thesis so, yes, i probably deserve this. i just can't help but think, though, that once again, i find myself with more than my fair share of bad karma.
i want to be a queen bee again, dammit.
...
i was watching this really cute mommy (i loved her jacket and her jeans) walking towards the school's day care center, carrying her baby. well, her toddler, actually.
judging from the way that little girl's bundled up (it was snowing today), i'll say her clothes probably weighed about ten kilos by themselves.
and cute mommy wasn't only carrying her, she was also navigating that slippery, slushy sidewalk with a huge schoolbag and an even larger diaper bag in tow.
and she didn't look like she was having difficulty breathing.
AND she was doing it in stiletto boots.
i now know what kind of mother i want to be.
on a second thought, it might also be a good idea to be the kind of mom who could pull hersh stuff together and actually manage to get a driver's license so she wouldn't have to walk while carrying her whole world, killer boots or no killer boots.
problem #1: online, i know i give off the impression that i'm unusually chatty, but i'm honestly a lot more taciturn when communication requires more than my fingers (oh dear, that didn't sound too good, did it? anyway, you know what i mean.). when i'm in class (or in the presence of people i really like but do not know very well), i'm practically mute.
problem #2: i don't feel comfortable offering any suggestions or opinions when it's not just my grade that's on the line. why? most of the time, i honestly don't have anything to offer; sometimes, it's because i have this unfortunate tendency to come up with things that merit stunned looks and the question, "seriously, what are you on?"
problem #3: it's a timing issue. when you're working with a group, you have to do work all at the same time. see, i'm a crammer. i don't want to be one, but i am. i could sit in front of the computer for days on end and not come up with a single sentence, and then finish a 6-page report in half an hour - just minutes before i'm supposed to give it in. i've been trying to change this not only because i want to decrease the likelihood of my getting a heart attack everytime i have an assignment or test (stress possesses me like no evil spirit can), but also because i want to be able to produce better work. let's face it, last-minute projects and studying rarely get that good a mark.
PROBLEM #4: (and yes, this deserves to be in all caps). i'm grouped with a girl so quiet and timid, she makes me look like i'm ms. congeniality, a guy who asks me to explain every single statement that our teacher says and who couldn't seem to find a convenient time to meet the rest of us even if the professor already gave us one of our class days for this project (it's not like we're asking an extra day. it's same day, same time as a friday class. jeez, it's even in the same room.), and somebody who told me, "oh, it'll be easier if we just make photocopies of whatever we find, and just give it to you so you could do the report. just tell us what we're supposed to say and we'll agree with you."
all of a sudden, i'm a worker bee? and not only that, THE LONE worker bee?!?
i know i spent a considerable amount of time sleeping when we were making our thesis so, yes, i probably deserve this. i just can't help but think, though, that once again, i find myself with more than my fair share of bad karma.
i want to be a queen bee again, dammit.
...
i was watching this really cute mommy (i loved her jacket and her jeans) walking towards the school's day care center, carrying her baby. well, her toddler, actually.
judging from the way that little girl's bundled up (it was snowing today), i'll say her clothes probably weighed about ten kilos by themselves.
and cute mommy wasn't only carrying her, she was also navigating that slippery, slushy sidewalk with a huge schoolbag and an even larger diaper bag in tow.
and she didn't look like she was having difficulty breathing.
AND she was doing it in stiletto boots.
i now know what kind of mother i want to be.
on a second thought, it might also be a good idea to be the kind of mom who could pull her
