It is now after one o'clock in the
morning on a school night so hopefully I can make this quick.
Thankfully tomorrow is early-release so there is the opportunity to
come home and take a nap.
I think picture day went well. My
dress shirt and tie went over well and even though my smile
immediately felt fake when I got in front of the camera, my fingers
are crossed that I don't look too ridiculous. After the picture I
immediately went and changed into one of my usual shirts. The dress
shirt and tie were way too hot.
Today I had several classes in the
lab (both second grade, both kindergarten, one fifth grade, and one
sixth grade). I also worked with my a second grade reading group. I
learned that one of them not only doesn't know how to spell, he also
knows what weed is. The game was to draw a three-letter card and put
an 'e' behind it to see if it made a real word or a nonsense word.
He pulled 'wid' and immediately started to tell the other two kids
that it spelled 'weed', not the yard kind but the smoke kind. I told
him that it did not spell 'weed', it spelled 'wide', and that we
didn't need to talk about any of the various types of weed, even if
they were all actually spelled the same. Second graders should not
know what weed is.
At the very end of the workday I
checked my email and saw that grades had been given for the first
assignment in my metadata class. And my heart sunk. I had no idea
what that was referring to. I didn't have any recollection of the
first assignment, let alone it being turned in (on August 30th).
I quickly opened up the assignment instructions, verifying that I
had never seen them before, and started to freak out a little bit.
It is worth 25% of our final grade. I emailed the professor to
apologize for basically being an idiot and ask if there was any
chance of me still doing well in the class. I haven't heard back.
This turn of events has been mildly
devastating. I have forgotten about things before but this is like
blackout drunk forgetting. I somehow completely missed an
assignment. There wasn't even an inkling that something was wrong.
I don't get it. My only thought is that I'm not used to juggling
three separate classes in grad. school. I've been so focused on all
the reading and discussion posts that I developed tunnel vision.
It's unacceptable and I feel terrible. I was kind of hoping that I'd
make it through the program with straight A's but now I'm going to be
completely boned by a one-credit hour class. And a momentary but
dazzling display of stupidity on my part.
When I got home I started angrily
(at myself) working on the assignment, which involved analyzing three
digital libraries. I took a break for dinner and then spent the rest
of the night, until one o'clock in the morning, finishing the
assignment. It's obviously not my best work but it's not bad
considering I just learned about it today. Or maybe it's terrible, I
don't know. It's late. I was going to submit it because it was
after midnight it would have counted as being submitted tomorrow
anyway, so I'm going to hold onto it and read over it again tomorrow
when I've had a little bit of sleep. And maybe I will have heard
back from my professor by then. At this point it is probably
pointless to turn it in because I can't really salvage my grade, but
I want the professor to see that I'm not a slacker. She should have
proof enough of that with my discussion posts in both her classes so
far this semester (and doing an entire group presentation by myself
in her class last Spring) but I did just completely blow off an
assignment without any acknowledgment for over a week. So who knows
what she thinks.
I'm going to bed. Maybe tomorrow
with be better.
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