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I thought the only real writing that I did this week was my clumsy foray into rhyme re-telling. After reading the re-telling of others in the class, I felt like mine was relatively weak. My main problem was lack of a real plot, and I think I understand now how to better reinforce my stories in the future.
I did enjoy how much detail others managed to fit into their stories. I can only hope to be able to include that in my future works.
The first week of class is such a tease for me. All of my classes attempt to scare me with their exam dates, lab reports coming up, and projects that will eventually be due. The first week is like this not just for the sake of the students getting acclimated to the semester, but also for the benefit of the instructor -- at least that's my take.
I told my manager at Couch Restaurants this week that if I wasn't promoted to student supervisor soon, I would be requesting a transfer to another department. This is sort of a huge deal for me. I think I'm an excellent worker, and the past few semesters have left me doing a ton of supervisory duties while reaping none of the rewards. However, I'm not the most persistent guy when it comes to asking for promotions, money etc. It turns out that my ultimatum actually worked, and I feel like I finally stood up for myself.
I hope to carry over this newly discovered self-confidence and swagger into this upcoming semester, so wish me luck!


