As I am reading other blogs, I am often inspired to start a series of posts. Sometimes they stick and sometimes they don't.
Perhaps this will be one of the times that it will stick. I think I like the topic. Its all about me and whether I love something or I hate it.
So in light of today's pessimistic attitude (hey - it happens sometimes), I am starting with Hate it.
Today I was in class, it had been a bit of a rough day, and I was maybe not thinking as clearly as I should have been, but I chose to speak up nonetheless.
I love the word nonetheless because you actually combine three words all together and all the sudden sound more intelligent than before.
Anyway, I said my piece and the professor basically looked at me and said, and I quote, "huh."
"Huh." That's it.
Then she asked the class, "Does anyone have more to add to that or other related thoughts?"
What followed?
Nothing.
Silence for what felt like eons.
Apparently no one else got that at all.
This happens to me a lot. My professor even commented on my paper, "Your reading is nuanced (meaning a difference in) and interesting."
I have yet to determine if that is good or bad...
Hate it.
Oh well, my test went well, and no one laughed out loud. So all it all it wasn't so bad.
Good night and good riddance to this not so great Monday.