Ok, so, I should have updated this some time ago.
I flaked, like I do on everything lately.
Here’s an update.
I passed Chemistry with a C+, but I had to drop two other classes to pull it off. I went to my advisor and I went to an advising appointment with the English major. English majors only have two tracks, teaching (HAHAHAHAHAH NO), or literary focus. I want to focus on writing as a career, so I was directed to the Humanities advisor.
I am now Majoring in Humanities with a primary focus in English and a secondary in Sciences.
The fun part is that I can have the science classes I want, without doing the hard math.
I am also minoring in Creative writing while getting a technical certificate in scientific writing. The end result is that I’m taking classes specifically for the minor and certificate, which applies to my major, and allows me to do all four without yanking my hair out.
I am hoping that this means I’ll be able to write articles for the zoo, so I’ll still get zoo experience, I just won’t be a zookeeper. I can still volunteer, but I won’t be stressing my marbles.
This semester I’m taking 3 English classes and a painting class.
I just dropped out of the painting class, because my teacher humiliated me in front of the class, repeatedly. But I’ll get to that in a minute.
So far, it’s… okay. My creative writing class is half poetry, which I hate… My technical writing class is online, but the stupid system is making it difficult to get my instructions for class, which I’m having to work directly with the teacher to get my work. And my rhetoric class is on political discourse. Kill me.
My painting class………….
Long rant at the end of this
Anyway, I’ve been writing. I have submitted a manuscript to a writing competition, and some short stories to other competitions. Here’s hoping.
So, I’m doing pretty good except…..
I am so upset by this...
I have hand tremors. I don't talk about them, because of obvious reasons. Some days it's bad enough I can't hold a pencil, but most days they're easy enough to ignore.
Last Wednesday my art teacher noticed my hand was shaking and asked me why I was doing that. I told her I didn't know, I'd been to several doctors and tried different medications, it was just something I lived with. She told me that "now" she was impressed I was trying to get tiny detail in my painting.
Yesterday, she had us get into groups to discuss some of the other paintings. She told our group to look at 4 paintings not our own and discuss lighting, shading, etc. She then tells the group to discuss any problems or experiences we had with the project. THEN she turns to my group and says "Elizabeth has shaky hands and can't paint like everyone else, she has difficulty with straight lines." And she turns to me and says "You should talk about your hands and how much trouble you have doing any of this."
I was shocked and embarrassed and I didn't say anything, just redirected my comments back to the annoying parts of the object I chose to paint.
The teacher then gets the whole class together again and is going picture by picture making comments. SHe comes to my painting and again starts in on how I have shaky hands and how that affects my work and I don't even know what all she said I was just so shocked and appalled and she just kept going, even going so far as to demonstrate how I should be holding my arm to get straight lines.
I wanted to curl up under the nearest desk and die. At the end of class I gathered up my things and left. I did not say anything, I just wanted out of there. I've been completely upset and shaking harder since.
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