It's going on 2am--I'm freezing my ass off and starving. In the other room, Twister is on TBS for like, the third time tonight. I've downed two diet cherry cokes in the last three hours as a desperate attempt to appease my oral fixation, or rather, extreme hunger. Since Red Barn is the closest establishment where I can purchase a local newspaper, gasoline, diet cherry coke, and a really awesome submarine sandwich, I made a trip into town when I woke up at 8pm from a brief nap--it's been a LONG day. Unfortunately, the awesome subs must be extinct. I had to settle for a bag of Sun Chips. They just didn't cut it.
Earlier today (yesterday by now) I tried to lay out on the deck to absorb some rare autumn rays while it was 7o+ degrees and sunny. The neighbor inevitably made an appearance on his mower (as he does any time I'm laying out), which annoys me to no end. Then the little black biting bugs came. I was getting attacked, but again, I dealt with the disturbance. Next thing I know, there's freakin' bees swarming my legs. When a cicada fell upon my shoulder out of nowhere, I called it quits and retreated to my office for some blog-reading.
And this is where my day got interesting. I was playing around with key words and searches and such...and I stumbled upon one of my professor's blogs. I felt like a pesty little kid sneaking into a sibling's private journal. I don't know why; after all, a person has to be aware that what he/she publishes online is out there for the world to see. And it isn't as if my professor is exposing huge secrets or divulging intimate information. But I think it is intriguing to me primarily because I've never had this professor before, and so I feel like that by reading what she has to say I'm learning about her...how to "take" her, I guess. Yet it is soooo weird, reading her posts and processing all that I've seemed to learn about her in the last couple of hours. I really wanted to post comments on some of them, but would that be appropriate? Shoot! Then she'd find my blog for sure...and I'm undecided about how a professor would feel about reading my thoughts. Well, at least not til the end of the semester, maybe?
I just couldn't help myself as I went through the archives and read every blessed entry. She's definitely a writer, that's for sure. I found myself becoming more inspired by each post. Her first novel will be coming out soon and she's obviously anticipating it, as any writer would!
One thing that did catch my attention was that she mentioned nine of the students in the class I have with her--by name. I just knew something felt strange when I first stepped into her class; strange as in, I think I'm the only "new" kid on her block. It is weird that I've never encountered her before, but that's probably because she typically teaches writing courses and I've mainly explored literature. But I am indeed jealous and definitely wanting to take one of her writing courses now.
Of course, I did flub on the Film and Lit. paper I had to turn in last week. I should have known better than to say "I would not recommend this film to someone who has a low tolerance for subtitles." Or something to that effect anyway. Hell, it was my paper so I can misquote my quote if I wanna. Anyway, she brought it up in class that those of us who don't like subtitles should just "get over it." And then she brought it up again. And then she commented about it on my paper. And then she posted a message about it on the online forum. I am really wanting to post a reply to the forum message, but I don't want to come across as crabby. I just want to emphasize that even though I did make the original comment about dreading subtitles, I am not that hung up on them. I've never had a film class, so I was just stating what seemed obvious to me. Live and learn, eh.
So Jean. If you happen to read this, drop me a line, k? Perhaps you've googled me...hehehe...
3 comments:
ewww a cicada!!!! i thought those things only came up every 100 years or something? lol..and i would feel kinda weird about leaving her a comment too- but i would keep reading..:)
They make Diet Cherry Coke? I would defintely *not* leave a comment on a professor's blog unless you two were pretty friendly. Did she use her real name in her profile. If so...she *is* putting herself out there.
She mentions students' by their real names? What does she say? Good things? OR does she talk trash about them?
I guess there's different "broods" of cicadas, which I didn't even know until last year when my university made a big issue about the "rising of the Brood X," which make a guest appearance in nature every 15 years.
Though my professor doesn't use her name in her profile, she does make mention that she's a professor at IU East in the English dept. She mentions students by their first names, but is pretty subjective. She seems very nice...and wise, because she is very positive when she refers to them. It just felt weird to me because she mentioned seeing familiar faces, and then mentioned just about everybody's name in the class.
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