05:
Mom got back from a long day of hard work. She was lying down on the couch and asked if she could use a certain app on my phone. I said sure, and handed her my phone like no big deal, knowing she wouldn't be able to get in without the code. I turned around and kept doing what I was doing. I turned around after a while wondering why she didn't say anything. I saw that she just set the phone down. I felt kind of bad then for messing with my tired ol' mum, but it clearly wasn't a big deal. Then she asked if I could get her a glass of water, and I walked up this steep grade that led into our kitchen and had Dad who was working in the kitchen like a king chef get me and Mum a glass of water.
06:
I got back a grammar test (we don't have grammar tests in real life) and I had made a few stupid mistakes and got a lower grade than I wanted. I was discussing the test with my teacher assistant (TA) Nate Rockwood while we were in a big group of people that was supposed to be paying attention to something else, such as a movie. The conversation started out with me being just a little upset at my TA for grading too harshly. It quickly turned into me being very loud and disrespectful. I don't remember what I said, but it was something totally inappropriate. Since we were (perhaps) watching a movie, he couldn't say anything back - he had to be silent. A few seconds went by, and I suddenly regretted how I treated him. I turned to him and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry." He gave me an affirmative response indicating that my apology had been accepted. I was sure that it helped that I apologized so quickly. Then I felt so relieved, and glad that problem of being on bad terms with my TA off my chest.
Connection to real life: All T.A.s including my humanities TA grade my assignments harshly. The low grade on the grammar test was probably because of the frustration that lingers in the back of my head for all the stupid mistakes I've made on tests and homework assignments. Just yesterday I was telling myself that I had to cut back on mindless mistakes and pay full attention to everything that I do, and to make a big deal out of the littler things. Recently I've been telling myself things like "...that's a 2 billion dollar mistake you just made there Alexander. You just sent a spaceship off to Pluto" whenever I make a simple mistake such as an arithmetic error. I do, however, know not too frustrated at grades. Grades are just grades - they are imperfect scales of how well you've learned the material. Grades don't affect how much I know. TA's can't cheat me out of learning by giving me a bad grade.
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