I went to the dentist today. Of course, I didn't find it amusing that I had a cavity, or that I would have part of my tooth sawed off, and I know it is important to take things seriously. However, I have to admit. It was funny to see half of my face sag for the next three hours. Even funnier when I tried to eat lunch. Despite the humor, I don't want to go back any time soon.
Typos are the bane of my existence. I never seem to be able to escape them. I read over my work 2 or 3 times, and then read it aloud. Over the years , my frustration with these simple and small mistakes have manifested in different ways. Once, I tried to get into an editing class and ended up with a linguistic minor. Other times, I have given up after multiple edits. However, the worst things I have done to deal with this problem are to hide my writing and ignore the problem. The truth is that as English Teaching Major, it is frankly quite embarrassing to make these mistakes because I lose credibility. Of course, when I think of asking for help, I get stuck with the dilemma of who to ask. Why would you ask a fellow English Major to read your work through? Why would you ask someone who is not an English Major? These preconceived notions of mine are useless. If I have problems editing my own work, then I am sure that other people are having the same problems as me. I don't want to ...
I wrote something else for today, but it just seemed so spiteful that I could not post it.
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