The school year is winding down, my last assignment is in. There's a week or two of discussion and then I'm done till September. Yippee!
I find myself in an odd place. I'm applying for Special Circumstances for that crappy paper I wrote. Why? My therapist reminded me I used to be able to write, I was able to do the other assignments, but when I was stressed and the essay was long that didn't go so well. My brain is damaged. This way they will take into account that my brain is damaged during the review board in August. Who is the review board you ask? In some ways I'm still not quite sure, but it seems to be a group of people who decide if the grades you got are what they should be and if you deserve to move onwards in the program. The plus side is that they may choose, with this new information, to give me a couple of extra points for that assignment. Just one point will bring my class grade to higher than 50 (remember, UK grading is different than US) and then I'm good.
I'm also going to be applying for student disability. That feels really weird to write. I don't think of myself as disabled, but as above, my brain is damaged. This will allow me to 1) Ask for my assignments in a more coherent form if I'm having issues understanding 2) Have the bigger essays broken up into specific sections so I don't get lost in the mass of words.
As I said, feels weird. I forget my brain doesn't work.
A Note About This Blog
I used to be a writer. Unpublished, but a writer just the same. I have several 100,000 word novels sitting on my hard drive. Then I fell off a horse and got a concussion that scrambled my brains really good (yes, I was wearing a helmet.) After that forming a written sentence was very difficult for quite some time. It's still difficult, but at least now generally the sentence structure isn't egregiously flawed. Verbally and written wrong words pop in, I switch words around, and sometimes I make no sense at all. It isn't because I don't have knowledge of grammar and punctuation, but my brain simply can't do it sometimes. Reading this blog you're accepting that there's going to be things that look like typos or make no sense. It's not because I don't proofread, it's because my damaged brain doesn't see what's wrong. I try my best, but things will slip through. I don't need them pointed out, I know they're there, but if I continued to worry about them I wouldn't write at all. I didn't for quite some time. It's painful as a past master of words to use them so badly, but fortunately the words don't seem to mind.
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
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