Awkward turtles in class today. We start telling the prof there's no way we can get our papers done for next week, he says fine, he won't take off late marks, but then lays in with a massive guilt trip about how Good Graduate Students Obey Deadlines etc etc. Does not really bother me, but two of the girls in the class are in tears. One of them is sitting beside me, and even though she's a wonderful person and I feel bad that she's crying, I can't even bring myself to touch her on the knee or the shoulder or do anything comforting that would show that I cared. And walking home one of my other classmates starts talking about how she's at her breaking point and is just really really in need of a hug. And instead of responding with a hug I just make some joke, which I can't even remember now, so we can rest assured that it wasn't a good joke. Apparently physical affection is just not in me to give these days. Was it ever? I want to be warm to people, and treat them the way I would like to be treated if I was in their situation, but I freeze.
This blog is quickly degenerating into feelings. Comic relief comic relief!
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I was playing Jeopardy with my soon-to-be-graduated third-year students today, and one of the categories was about me. For 400 points: "Jennifer has studied three languages. What are they?"
ReplyDeleteOne kid's answer: French, Japanese, and Canadian.
I think I fail as a cultural ambassador.