Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Homework Eats my Soul

I had to post all the poems so I could get some sort of approval from you. I like to think that I'm an island, but in reality I crave affirmation at every turn. I probably should have showed you my short story before I left, because now I'm really super insecure about it, and I'm handing it in in a little under four hours. I just started printing it out (19 copies, 9 pages each). It's going to take FOREVER, and there's going to be SO MUCH PAPER. I'm really killing trees here. There must be a better way to do this whole peer review thing. The earth is crying simply because I'm required to kill it's children in order to express my creative self. If there was the option of printing double-sided at school (which there isn't), I would definitely be doing that.

Okay, so I just went to grab my stuff off the printer. You know how many pages 19x9 is? 171. A hundred and seventy-one fractions of a carbon footprint that makes a bunny cry. On a side note, paper fresh from the printer is the same as clothes fresh from the dryer: warm and delicious and environmentally homicidal.

I'm going to be giving a speech in Personal Communication on Thursday and since the teacher really didn't like my unconventional approach to the art and skill of asking great questions, I need a new plan of attack. So I was wondering if you had any suggestions as to which species of questioning skills I should focus on speaking about. I made a list of a few possibilities of settings in which a different set of problem-solving questioning skills are needed:

Academic setting (student/teacher)
Job and workplace setting (coworkers/boss)
Justice setting (prosecutors/defense/witness)
Law enforcement setting (interrogator/suspect)
Personal/emotional setting (romantic/family relationships)

I'm leaning towards the law enforcement setting simply because it'd be the most interesting, but I'm pretty sure that my teacher really isn't going to like it. We shall see. Anyway, stay classy. I might be making more posts than usual this week because I'm so lonely.

-Amy

P.S. I don't know why the computer won't let me post this without paragraph breaks, but it just won't. So sorry for the wall of text and the apparently random topic changes.

P.P.S. Fixed!

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