I had a teacher like that in high school. He checked annotations regularly and graded them. Annotations distract me from what I'm reading, and he couldn't fathom that someone's brain might work that way. I was comprehending very well, and I got A's on every project, test, and assignment, so I didn't care about the little daily grades he took on annotations. So I just didn't do them and took the 0. He held me back after class one day and told me that no matter how bright I was, there would be times that I'd have to do things that I didn't like to do, and that's what he was trying to teach me by constantly giving me 0's, despite the fact that I obviously comprehended what I was reading just fine. From then on, I always did annotations (even if I just went back and highlighted random things). ETA: I'm not saying that's what your professor is doing, just my personal experience with these kinds of teachers.
TMW you're sitting outside reading and a skunk comes up about a foot away and starts eating your cat's food. I would have taken a picture but I thought the flash might startle it.
TMW you want to do a 'sequel entry' to the last blog entry you made on here, titled Drawing the Line: When can a Creator Do So? And populate it with pictures of your Skyrim characters for visual representation.
TMW your surname has once again been misspelled. #monoculturalism #DyslexiaIsTheNewOrange #JustCopyPasteIt
TWM... In the Fallout section of Bethesda.com, you see people ganging up on an OP for asking a question, accusing him/her of being overly-sensitive and resorting to confirmation bias as certain overly-sensitive posters have done in the past with their threads. You then realize...these people are doing exactly that in this thread! Arriving to pre-conceived conclusions based on personal experience without fact-checking it against reality! Oh humans. Never stop being weird.
TMW, after leaving the store, you approach your car and notice a puddle of anti-freeze under the front end and you didn't notice if it was there when you pulled in.
TMW you find yourself humming Christmas music. Three months and twenty-three days before the actual day comes. And you imagine your characters celebrating Christmas (and singing hymns!!), even the ones in settings where such holiday doesn't even exist! Oi...
TMW you realize that you did the math wrong when the alarm clock sounded, and you counted the minutes/hours before you absolutely have to wake up. Now you're ready for work two hours before you have to be there.
TMW you realize you're still baffled by people who don't set their alarms for the exact moment they have to get up - no math required. Not criticizing, just confused. Of course, I'm also mystified by people who wear clothes to bed, so ...
I can agree with your last statement. To answer the former, we all have to wake up at different times in my house. My son has to be at school by 7:45, so the first alarm is set for 6:45 (though, my kind husband usually takes him, allowing me to catch a few more Z's). Then, my husband has to take medication promptly by 8 am. That's the second alarm that sounds, the one which duped me into waking up. Besides which, I need to ease into waking up. I wish I were the person who could hear my alarm and immediately wake, fresh eyed and ready to go -- but I need at least one 15 minute snooze period. Lastly, I have to be at work earlier during the rest of the week, so in the foggy headed frame of mind in which I awoke, I neglected to realize what day it is.
Put some clothes on you hippie! Also, TMW your internet poops out in the exact moment that would be worse then worse. Sorry for the errors/confusion, I'm tired. School starts too early in the day!
Got it. There are a lot of people though, who routinely set their alarms for an hour before they have to get up and seem to delight in pressing the snooze button eleventy-seven times. Don't get them.
TMW you realize that writing is pretty much messing up your sleep cycle and schedule worse than anything else at this point.
TMW you show your mum a funny meme and then have to explain what memes even are and the source concept for why they're funny and.... fuq it. Not funny anymore.
TMW when you think you've lost a contract because it's disappeared from the client's website. Then the moment you realise the client has two websites with nearly identical URLs, the same logo and the same interface, and apparently use both.