Tue, 01 Nov 2005
Don't think with your mouth full.
Mixing metaphors a bit. I've bitten off more than I can chew.
I had an absolutely miserable weekend. I took a vacation day to work on my take-home mid-term on Friday, and continued to work on it through Saturday. And Sunday. At that point, I don't think I was passing. It wasn't due until today, so really, I could have killed myself to get it done. Really though, I've been working really hard on this course. For something that is supposed to be fun, and strictly for interests sake, it's really not worth all the stress.
Monday, I talked to the C&O undergrad advisor, as well as the professor for the course. Telling my prof face to face was a little hard, but I figured it was much more proper than to just e-mail him. Or worse, to just stop showing up. Especially considering that in some respect, I also work with him. He was very gracious about it. He seemed to have confidence that I was doing well, and honestly, my marks to that point were okay. (70% on two of the three assignments, and the third, I had thought it was due the following class, though I still managed to hand it in on time and still get 20%.)
Despite him being rather good about it, (he actually suggested that I could still get a lot out of the course if I continued to sit in on the lectures, which I'm doing,) I felt pretty badly about it. There's a seen in the Hudsucker Proxy, close to the end. The main character, Norville Barnes, re-envisions his phone call from the president of the United States, Dwight Eisenhower, and how disappointed he is in Norville. How disappointed Mrs. Eisenhower is in him. How disappointed the people of the United States are in him.
Yup. So sorry, 1950's America. I really dropped the ball on this one.
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