I would normally be ecstatic about this fact… ok, anyone who knows me knows I’m rarely ecstatic about the weekends (for multiple reasons). But this Friday has an especially demure aspect to it.
Week one of classes is coming to a close… and I can’t help but feel like I’ve missed something important.
I take all online classes and they all have a “check-in” kind of thing to make sure you are actually in the class. Most of the time it’s some sort of introduction where you write a brief bio about yourself (most of mine are so filled with snark (shocker, right?)) and anything else that the professor has asked.
I did all those. I think. I’ve double checked and even triple checked…
I hate this feeling.