Today has to be one of the best days ever. After spending my entire features class thinking my professor hated my most recent story, I find out that I got a pretty high grade, which, in his words, he doesn't give too often. I'm squealing on the inside right now.
So after the positive critique, I was pretty much blown away as to how to react. It's sort of like opening birthday presents as everyone watches you. Christmas isn't too bad because everyone else has a present to worry over, but birthdays are the worst. You're really on show then, and you really need to sell your appreciation. That's what I wanted to do, to thank my professor for all the great feedback, but I mostly came up with something like, "So, where does this chair go back?" And I picked up the chair I pulled up to the desk and proceeded to walk around the room with it.
I exaggerate. I only walked it across the desk length and a sort of row but still. He just stood there and kept saying it was fine.
That didn't even bother me. I was just that happy about my feature being taken so well.
Really, really great day.
