Rainy Day Beginnings

It was raining this morning but I like the rain so went out for a walk. When there are big puddles on the road I usually walk so I can see oncoming traffic and prepare for splashes. However, this morning I was lost in my thoughts and not paying attention when all of the sudden I was drenched! There was even water in my ear! The photo above is not me but it is how I imagined the event going down except that I did not see it coming so my umbrella was NOT in protection position.

I wanted te share a wee bit of me thoughts that had me so preoccupied tis morning, perhaps ye can relate. Read that last sentence with a Scottish accent please. Having spent the past five days in Glasgow Scotland I was feeling pretty good and had fallen in love with that part of the country. (I will have an entire post on that adventure a bit later) 

Just as we were finishing up our last day in Scotland grades for our research proposals were posted and I made the mistake of looking at mine. I do not understand the logic behind how they grade here. I heard one professor say that if they grade low it will encourage the students to improve. I emphatically disagree with this approach. As a student who works hard on my assignments I am not encouraged when I receive a grade that is below the B range. For me, if a push is needed give me a B+ and I will take things to the next level and likely beyond. With a B+ grade it tells me I am so close and I can really achieve something great if I rethink it, or take a different approach, do a little more research, or add in something extra. Give me in the C range or lower and I will get discouraged, especially if I have already put a ton of work into it, and likely just get it done so I can pass the class.

I still have not read the professors feedback, I need some breakfast before I do that so it doesn't throw me into an eating frenzy, and perhaps that will change my outlook. Right now though, I am feeling overwhelmed. That is where some of my thoughts have been this morning.

Another subject on my mind is what to do when I finish up here in England. I have started applying for jobs back in the states and I honestly dread this whole process. Rejection in any form is so hard even if you realize the outcome is what is best. Last week I had an interview with a university where I would love to be. I thought it went well but since I did not hear back in the timeframe they gave me it is apparent that I did not make it to the next phase of the process. I am disappointed and I will get past it but today it is not easy to brush it off and move on. 

So, the epic puddle splash was the perfect compliment to my mood. I am laughing right now if that eases your mind that I am not depressed or in the depths of despair! I just spent an even more epic week in Scotland, how could I be depressed!!

Cheers!

NEWS FLASH!! I finally got up the courage to read the feedback from my professor on my research proposal and now it makes so much more sense. I should learn to not jump to conclusions.... and I need to remember that I am not in Kansas anymore and have flown over the rainbow into new territory and to get used to different.

There is too much so let me sum up, all is well, my grade is acceptable, of course there is room for improvement, and I am encouraged and pleased by the feedback and excited to move forward. 

Now, if I could just get a glimpse into where I need to be after things wind up here that would be great! But I will be content with this, for now.