There is No Room Left Here on My Back
NGL, I have a bit to be bummed out today.
I'll start with academia. I got a 79 on one of my capstone class papers. I really shouldn't complain since apparently this professor didn't grade a handful of papers because the student hadn't done something exactly MLA on citing and that was grounds for plagiarism. I have a lot more crap to finish before the semester is over AND I have yet to get my cap/gown and actually figure all that out before graduation.
I drew this a little while ago:
Usually I wouldn't care. The cups follow me around all the time. But this time it brought to surface a lot of things that I don't want to think about: finishing a big part of my life and moving on, moving in general, love, family--the whole shibang. It calmed me and made me anxious at the same time all over again but for new reasons.
Ugh.
I'll start with academia. I got a 79 on one of my capstone class papers. I really shouldn't complain since apparently this professor didn't grade a handful of papers because the student hadn't done something exactly MLA on citing and that was grounds for plagiarism. I have a lot more crap to finish before the semester is over AND I have yet to get my cap/gown and actually figure all that out before graduation.
I drew this a little while ago:
Usually I wouldn't care. The cups follow me around all the time. But this time it brought to surface a lot of things that I don't want to think about: finishing a big part of my life and moving on, moving in general, love, family--the whole shibang. It calmed me and made me anxious at the same time all over again but for new reasons.
Ugh.