A Momentary Crisis
Jan. 10th, 2003 01:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rfmcdonaldI spent all morning in the Main computer lab, doing (in addition to goofing off and typing in yesterday's notes) some more work for my graduate school applications. I put together a list of all of the courses I took, with brief descriptions of the content. That list is supposed to go in the portfolio that'll be one of our major projects in the "Literature in/and the World" seminar under Magrath and Murray, but I'll also need it for Queen's (and include it in other applications, what the hell) and I included it in the packages for the reference letters i put in the mailboxes of Drs. MacLaine and Dasgupta.
See, though, I was supposed to give the packages to them today. I didn't, because I panicked last night when I was supposed to put the packages together. Argh.
I've seen Dr. Magrath three times so far today. The first time she was in the English Office, shredding documents; I made a little joke about her destroying the evidence. The second time was opposite the Main computer lab, when she was putting up a poster; I made a joke but it didn't work, needing explanation.
The third time, I went down to see her after I dropped the package off in Dr. Dasgupta's mailbox in the Sociology-Anthropology Department. I asked her--haltingly--if it was normal to feel worried about grad school applications, like you're on the verge of making numerous horrible errors with them. She nodded and smiled and said, yes, it was.
Dr. Magrath is an excellent professor because she's so knowledgeable and self-assured. Until today, I also found her intimidating for those same reasons.
See, though, I was supposed to give the packages to them today. I didn't, because I panicked last night when I was supposed to put the packages together. Argh.
I've seen Dr. Magrath three times so far today. The first time she was in the English Office, shredding documents; I made a little joke about her destroying the evidence. The second time was opposite the Main computer lab, when she was putting up a poster; I made a joke but it didn't work, needing explanation.
The third time, I went down to see her after I dropped the package off in Dr. Dasgupta's mailbox in the Sociology-Anthropology Department. I asked her--haltingly--if it was normal to feel worried about grad school applications, like you're on the verge of making numerous horrible errors with them. She nodded and smiled and said, yes, it was.
Dr. Magrath is an excellent professor because she's so knowledgeable and self-assured. Until today, I also found her intimidating for those same reasons.
