Life of a Creative Writing Grad Student [and knitter]

The occasional opining of a sleep-deprived grad student, with cheese.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

first week, day two

taught today. i think it went well. the plan was to spend about 50 minutes covering the syllabus and student/teacher expectations, and then the other 30 minutes showing them webct, and where to find all the features we would be using.

i actually just squeaked out the syllabus. ran out of time for anything else. didn't even turn the carted projector on. but i'll tell you what: on the response cards they turned back to me, not one of them had a question over the syllabus or policies. they all wanted to know about certain assignments and whether or not my papers were double-spaced.

the spacing would make a big difference, when you consider that they're writing about 22 pages a piece for me. yikes. i went ahead and added that info to the q/a during office hours, because it was easy and quick, and the kind of information i'd have told them if the thought had occurred to me.

one reaction card mentioned that i had an 'amazing personality'..... i'd say suck-up, but these were anonymous. so instead, i'm worried a bit over what in the world kind of impression i made, and whether it was the right one. i sure hope i didn't project 'spastic, over-enthusiastic, heavily-caffeinated, side show character' up there. i'd hate it if students stayed in the class just to see what kind of crap i'd pull.

though i'll admit, miming a flame war, complete with facial expression, typing motions, and separate voices and speaking styles for each of the five or so characters engaged in the flame war was maybe a bit much. the students liked it, though. and they were comfortable enough with me by the middle of the class period (about 10 or so minutes after the flame wars) to pipe up that my 'no porno on the discussion board' rule was a bit awkward for them. i seriously doubt other profs have brought up pornography on the first day. or ever.

i think, in the end, i came off as serious about the class, a hard ass about following rules and meeting deadlines, a touch on the outrageous side, and probably a bit funny. only a bit, though. i hope.

work with the IT was not as hectic as the last few days of last week had been, but it was still filled with last minute 'the world will end if this doesn't happen five minutes ago' types of things. no big deal. it's amazing how well-adjusted i've become to that sort of thing in the last two years. it used to really stress me out, but now i just sigh and do my best to appease them, knowing that it's all really just fine, whether i can turn back the clock or not. something will work out, and when people are no longer stressed, they'll be much nicer.

traffic was a bitch, same as yesterday. i'm thinking i may need to switch some of my IT hours up a bit to try to miss out on all the 9-5-ers crawling home. and on the traffic note, may i just say that arriving in the c11 lot at 8am does not garauntee you a spot? it's got to be first week paranoia or something. i can't imagine they'd oversell the lot by quite this much. oh well. the only times i'll be arriving are way-the-fuck-early and right-before-night-class. the lot is pretty bare then, sort of. bare enough, anyway, for me to have very little struggle to park. i don't mind distance, after all, so i'm not wasting my time circling the closer areas.

and since it's been a long day, and i'm tired, i'm going to pull out the green striped blanket that is this century's mindless knitting project and just relax.

love and peace

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