Musings

I went to see two different profs today about two different issues and I found it interesting how completely different the two meetings were. The first prof I went to see because I wanted to know how to improve my mark on an assignment. We have to do several article reviews throughout the semester and when I got my first one back, I set out to better on the second. Whatever I did didn't work because I got exactly the same mark so I went to see my prof for advice so I could fix the next one. One problem lies in the fact that it is actually a TA who marks the reviews, although my prof does read them. He gave a me a few pointers and wrote a note to the TA to give me more feedback on how I could improve. My prof is a really nice guy and he's really approachable. However, for some reason I was having hard keeping control of my emotions. I had to keep blinking back tears and I'm not exactly sure why. It definitely wasn't anything he was saying. He was being helpful and completely agreeable. Partly it might be because I'm low on sleep (although not that low so it shouldn't be that bad). It probably also because I've been feeling inadequate in other areas of my life and this is just spill-over. I don't know... I just wish it would quite sneaking up on me like that. Anyway, I was grateful for his feedback and he also advised me to try not to care so much about marks. I know that's a weakness I have but I'm not always sure how to deal with it.

My second meeting was with my database prof about concepts and details I didn't get or can't remember. My database prof is friendly, but not in the same way as my Educ. Psych. proof. He shares personal stories from his life and she shares stories from her job experience in the database field. They just have different personalities. I spent about 45 minutes with my database prof (completely dry-eyed I might add) talking about concepts.

At Lifeline last night I made a new friend. Her name is Amy and she is in Grade 8. She only came because her sister (who is in Grade 6) has friends who come, and her sister invited her. For most of the evening we competed as Life Groups against each other in the Food Olympics, which meant that most of the time Amy and her sister were in different groups so she didn't know anyone. There were actually quite a few new faces in our Life Group. During the first event when our Life Group was supposed to be building a statue of some sort out of marshmallows, I sat down beside Amy and Lisa, another girl I hadn't seen before and started asking them questions about school and life in general. Because of the loud noise I am not 100% sure what all the answers were because after I asked them to repeat something three or four times I didn't want to ask again. At the end of the evening Amy said she liked our youth (even though for the most part she had just sat on the sideline and watched) and would probably come back next week and bring a friend. Because we had so many girls, our Life Group discussion time was distracted and scattered so we are going to try splitting into two groups for discussion and next time and see if that goes better.