Too Many Letters on my Rack.
In an attempt to avoid more homework, namely reading about developmental psychology (at least... I think that's the assignment I'm avoiding), I've been playing a lot of online scrabble at Scrabulous.com.
Now, I'm not a very good player, despite Randa's belief otherwise. A solid vocabulary has very little to do with Scrabble. You don't need to know what a word means or how to use it in a sentence to be good at Scrabble. For instance, I regularly play words such as "QI" and "ADZE", but I have no idea their meanings, nor would I be able to pronounce either one with any particular sense of accomplishment. ("Kui?" "addz?" *shrug*). I also beat Rachael at a game just today by over a hundred points...
...but the point of the story is that I've been playing a lot of online scrabble, and it's made me realise exactly how much I enjoy playing online scrabble.
I only wish I knew more people in Greensboro who might be interested in Scrabble, to give me something to do that is less solitary. Though, if I did make plans to play board games with people, I would probably then be forced to cancel because of homework.
Speaking of homework, I should say that I've turned in my first paper of my graduate school career. It's an autobiography that I'm not particularly proud of, given that I spend much of its ten pages talking about how my particular cultural leanings are atypical at best. I've got some ideas on how I might improve it, but I will wait until I hear back from my professor before I change anything.
Also, speaking of strange things that happen, today during group work, I was deferred to by my groupmates, both of whom were/are older women who have been teaching for several years. It was very strange, and I felt uncomfortable with it. After class, I mentioned to the professor how I wasn't particularly used to being a "leader" in group settings, and that it bothered me that my group members failed to challenge my assumptions or understandings of the texts, though it seemed to me that both had prepared prior to coming to class.
I also mentioned to her how I felt compelled to apologize to one classmate, whose feelings I may have hurt. The issue was she said something that was in opposition to an article I had just recently read, and I played devil's advocate, saying, "well, that may be true, however So-and-so asserts ...." and she rescinded her statement, apologized, and deferred to my statement.
The prof tells me I'll probably be more comfortable in my other class, which is more evenly balanced along the gender-line. I am led to believe that these two situations are informed by gender. I am, as it were, the only boy in the class.
But it probably has a little bit to do with the fact that I can be intimidating and opinionated.
We'll see how the rest of the class goes.
Now, I'm not a very good player, despite Randa's belief otherwise. A solid vocabulary has very little to do with Scrabble. You don't need to know what a word means or how to use it in a sentence to be good at Scrabble. For instance, I regularly play words such as "QI" and "ADZE", but I have no idea their meanings, nor would I be able to pronounce either one with any particular sense of accomplishment. ("Kui?" "addz?" *shrug*). I also beat Rachael at a game just today by over a hundred points...
...but the point of the story is that I've been playing a lot of online scrabble, and it's made me realise exactly how much I enjoy playing online scrabble.
I only wish I knew more people in Greensboro who might be interested in Scrabble, to give me something to do that is less solitary. Though, if I did make plans to play board games with people, I would probably then be forced to cancel because of homework.
Speaking of homework, I should say that I've turned in my first paper of my graduate school career. It's an autobiography that I'm not particularly proud of, given that I spend much of its ten pages talking about how my particular cultural leanings are atypical at best. I've got some ideas on how I might improve it, but I will wait until I hear back from my professor before I change anything.
Also, speaking of strange things that happen, today during group work, I was deferred to by my groupmates, both of whom were/are older women who have been teaching for several years. It was very strange, and I felt uncomfortable with it. After class, I mentioned to the professor how I wasn't particularly used to being a "leader" in group settings, and that it bothered me that my group members failed to challenge my assumptions or understandings of the texts, though it seemed to me that both had prepared prior to coming to class.
I also mentioned to her how I felt compelled to apologize to one classmate, whose feelings I may have hurt. The issue was she said something that was in opposition to an article I had just recently read, and I played devil's advocate, saying, "well, that may be true, however So-and-so asserts ...." and she rescinded her statement, apologized, and deferred to my statement.
The prof tells me I'll probably be more comfortable in my other class, which is more evenly balanced along the gender-line. I am led to believe that these two situations are informed by gender. I am, as it were, the only boy in the class.
But it probably has a little bit to do with the fact that I can be intimidating and opinionated.
We'll see how the rest of the class goes.