I need a break from life
So its been a long week, or rather a long month. I honestly have avoided livejournal.com for a few weeks.
So last week I received an email from a professor I have never had. The professor would like to meet to discuss my internship and the corresponding class. HA. Ha. ha... liar. So I go to the school and basically am cornered. My professor from the corresponding class feels that my writing has too many surface errors for me to continue within the program. Wait, I only have one semester left- student teaching. Are you kidding me? Rather then approach me himself, he emailed the professor to deal with me so to speak, the one that emailed me to start. Talk about a blow. The professor I met up with even went so far to get ANOTHER professor to sit in on our meeting. I feel like crap. I'm trying to view this in a positive light, knowing fully well that grammar has always been a weak point for me. However, I'm also severely offended. The first time my professor within the class wrote on a paper of his concern over my grammar was on a project that I got back 2 days before my final grade! Let alone bringing in more people then needed. I was also offended by the evasive way the other professor managed to meet with him. The email said it was over my internship and the class, not one aspect of the class, nor was it ever indicated that this meeting was brought about due to my original professor. Yeah....
Thankfully one of my friends who is grammar gu-ru and was home schooled still has a number of books that shes willing to let me borrow. Though at this point I almost say screw teaching, just give me my degree. I never expected to live to see adulthood, let alone to have a good job.
To make matters more depressing another friend of mind contacted me friday asking if we could meet up. For awhile now I felt that something had been wrong or out of place with said friend so I was glad to have the opportunity to meet up. Long story short her boyfriend had a mental breakdown, a severe mental break down and attempted to kill her. I'm still trying to work through my thoughts and feelings over the whole affair, but my biggest concern is that she still hopes to be with him. While I understand her desire to support and help him, I tend to draw the line when bodily harm is involved.
So last week I received an email from a professor I have never had. The professor would like to meet to discuss my internship and the corresponding class. HA. Ha. ha... liar. So I go to the school and basically am cornered. My professor from the corresponding class feels that my writing has too many surface errors for me to continue within the program. Wait, I only have one semester left- student teaching. Are you kidding me? Rather then approach me himself, he emailed the professor to deal with me so to speak, the one that emailed me to start. Talk about a blow. The professor I met up with even went so far to get ANOTHER professor to sit in on our meeting. I feel like crap. I'm trying to view this in a positive light, knowing fully well that grammar has always been a weak point for me. However, I'm also severely offended. The first time my professor within the class wrote on a paper of his concern over my grammar was on a project that I got back 2 days before my final grade! Let alone bringing in more people then needed. I was also offended by the evasive way the other professor managed to meet with him. The email said it was over my internship and the class, not one aspect of the class, nor was it ever indicated that this meeting was brought about due to my original professor. Yeah....
Thankfully one of my friends who is grammar gu-ru and was home schooled still has a number of books that shes willing to let me borrow. Though at this point I almost say screw teaching, just give me my degree. I never expected to live to see adulthood, let alone to have a good job.
To make matters more depressing another friend of mind contacted me friday asking if we could meet up. For awhile now I felt that something had been wrong or out of place with said friend so I was glad to have the opportunity to meet up. Long story short her boyfriend had a mental breakdown, a severe mental break down and attempted to kill her. I'm still trying to work through my thoughts and feelings over the whole affair, but my biggest concern is that she still hopes to be with him. While I understand her desire to support and help him, I tend to draw the line when bodily harm is involved.