Nov 05, 2005 00:43
There is a shortage of outlets in my new room, like there is a shortage of love in my life.
The teacher I TA for, looked at my mistake on the tests and looked back at me. He said that he wasn't being flippant when he told me that questions one and two weren't graded, and that he thought I understood I was the one to grade them. I knew I should have probably made some ammends with him, or a least manufactured some sort of excuse. But instead I remained in the perpetual daydream I kind of always am in, thinking the whole time about how I couldn't wait to go home and look up the word flippant:
Marked by disrespectful levity or casualness; pert.
so now there is a meeting monday with all the Ta's. I do believe the 'issue with test three' will be the main (only) topic to discuss. Hopefully I will remain nameless.
I need to seperate my life and my job... there's more to worry over.