I just finished discussing a nauseous topic with one of my professors: academic 'dishonesty.' I was under the impression that we could hand in old work in order to get feedback to make the pieces better. This is right, but major revisions of the old essay were supposed to take place even before handing the copy in. I did do revisions on the pieces, but probably not as much as I should have done.
This whole situation makes me feel sick to my stomach. I want the feelings of guilt to vanish. My head hurts and I can't stop thinking about the wrong I didn't mean to do, but did. I hope the professor can look past this mistake and see my effort for the class and participation in group discussions and intense readings of the material and deep interactions with the visiting authors.
I only wanted feedback on my 'shitty first drafts.' I went about the matter all wrong. I should have talked with her since the beginning of the semester, asking if this was okay.
I can take consolation in the fact that less than half of my assignments were ancient reworkings. I wrote plenty of new material.
I was used to the practice of my fiction writing class; I had written a novel this past November, and I handed out the first section. I received feedback on this, and then revised the next section in accordance with feedback. This process went on with material I drudged up from the past.
I hate when I make mistakes. I feel completely off balance. I want the icky feelings to go away. I know that my classmates also used previous work; maybe I used a bit more than I should have. I might just fail this course because of my bad behavior.
I am having a hard time sensing how angry the professor is with me. I let her down and I don't know if I will ever be able to make up for the work. I offered to write new pieces, but she told me to focus on the final portfolio. I guess that is all I have left for options.
Forget the past and move on to the future. Do not let history mess up current possibility. I keep relearning lessons that I thought I already knew. The human mind never seems to remember that which is most important: do the work anew.
This whole situation makes me feel sick to my stomach. I want the feelings of guilt to vanish. My head hurts and I can't stop thinking about the wrong I didn't mean to do, but did. I hope the professor can look past this mistake and see my effort for the class and participation in group discussions and intense readings of the material and deep interactions with the visiting authors.
I only wanted feedback on my 'shitty first drafts.' I went about the matter all wrong. I should have talked with her since the beginning of the semester, asking if this was okay.
I can take consolation in the fact that less than half of my assignments were ancient reworkings. I wrote plenty of new material.
I was used to the practice of my fiction writing class; I had written a novel this past November, and I handed out the first section. I received feedback on this, and then revised the next section in accordance with feedback. This process went on with material I drudged up from the past.
I hate when I make mistakes. I feel completely off balance. I want the icky feelings to go away. I know that my classmates also used previous work; maybe I used a bit more than I should have. I might just fail this course because of my bad behavior.
I am having a hard time sensing how angry the professor is with me. I let her down and I don't know if I will ever be able to make up for the work. I offered to write new pieces, but she told me to focus on the final portfolio. I guess that is all I have left for options.
Forget the past and move on to the future. Do not let history mess up current possibility. I keep relearning lessons that I thought I already knew. The human mind never seems to remember that which is most important: do the work anew.
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