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zen_monkToday I took my first official SAT test after having been through many practice tests and a review in the SAT review book. It feels very much like assessment testing that we've been drilled at since elementary school, only much longer and very short breaks. It kind of feels like I've been doing a marathon with my brain, and the test is very much an endurance test; there's only so much circles I can fill in! *laughs*
The test was taken at my high school, and like many standardized testing, we, the group of students who are taking it, were separated into classrooms based on our last name. The only setback I had was that I forgot my student ID, and I called my dad to bring it to me outside of the school. Fortunately, I live less than a mile from the school, so it was a fairly quick delivery.
In a way, it felt strange to be at school on a weekend, and with so many people gathered there to boot, since the only occasions I go to school on a weekend is if I'm on a school theatre production and we need catching up on building the sets. BTW, the spring production is Pride and Prejudice. I've never read the book, well actually, I tried reading it, but I find the language was too elevated for me to comprehend. Maybe I'll read it later or after I saw the school play.
Recently, I've posted in another livejournal, whose blogger I've struck up a kind of friendship with, or at least an acquaintanceship, and...well, apparently I've insulted somebody and I don't really know how I insulted this person. The post from the blogger was a correction of an error he accidentally made in a previous entry, and I kind of thought that he might feel a little embarassed or humbled that he was vehemently corrected from such an error from other people. So, I relate to myself, and because I certainly felt embarassed (and a little foolish) when I was corrected of an obvious error or misused a topic subject, I commented that I sympathized with him that he's getting very passionate emails about his error, and that while I do sympathized with his feelings, I also supported the people who corrected him.
And then this person replied back to my comment that she didn't appreciate being grouped with all those people who've emailed him, and that I had patronized this person. Well, when I first read that comment to me, I felt rather affronted and more than a little confused. I have no idea who this person was and the biting message came out of the blue out of left field. So, after getting over my initial shock, I reread it (which wasn't an easy thing to do, truthfully) and then I read back my comment to the blogger, trying to find out what I've done to insult this person, and I came to this conclusion: my comment was vague.
I admit, my comment was kind of confusing and I guess it was taken the wrong way. In the comment I also poked fun at the blogger, but it wasn't because I wanted him to feel bad; the intention was that it was one of those sarcastic, elbow-nudging kind of humor, but it was probably seen as an insult. The blogger didn't give me any indication that he was offended, but I guess this person was offended for him. Ugh, it was really ugly.
So I replied back to the commentor, trying to explain what my message really was and that I didn't mean for it to sound insulting or patronizing in anyway. But then, I was replied back and this person still took it the wrong way, although this time this person also said that my recent comment was even more confusing than the first. *opens arms beseechingly* When the will the madness ever end?
So, lesson learned: be very clear on what you post. Otherwise affronted comments are heading your way. I dropped the matter, tho' I also didn't want to pursue it anymore because it was so senseless to me and I didn't really feel like I did anything wrong. I think the whole thing was a mistake. But I'm still bothered by it, because I dislike being taken the wrong way and, even more so, that what I said was taken the wrong way. Hopefully it won't happen again in the future.
The test was taken at my high school, and like many standardized testing, we, the group of students who are taking it, were separated into classrooms based on our last name. The only setback I had was that I forgot my student ID, and I called my dad to bring it to me outside of the school. Fortunately, I live less than a mile from the school, so it was a fairly quick delivery.
In a way, it felt strange to be at school on a weekend, and with so many people gathered there to boot, since the only occasions I go to school on a weekend is if I'm on a school theatre production and we need catching up on building the sets. BTW, the spring production is Pride and Prejudice. I've never read the book, well actually, I tried reading it, but I find the language was too elevated for me to comprehend. Maybe I'll read it later or after I saw the school play.
Recently, I've posted in another livejournal, whose blogger I've struck up a kind of friendship with, or at least an acquaintanceship, and...well, apparently I've insulted somebody and I don't really know how I insulted this person. The post from the blogger was a correction of an error he accidentally made in a previous entry, and I kind of thought that he might feel a little embarassed or humbled that he was vehemently corrected from such an error from other people. So, I relate to myself, and because I certainly felt embarassed (and a little foolish) when I was corrected of an obvious error or misused a topic subject, I commented that I sympathized with him that he's getting very passionate emails about his error, and that while I do sympathized with his feelings, I also supported the people who corrected him.
And then this person replied back to my comment that she didn't appreciate being grouped with all those people who've emailed him, and that I had patronized this person. Well, when I first read that comment to me, I felt rather affronted and more than a little confused. I have no idea who this person was and the biting message came out of the blue out of left field. So, after getting over my initial shock, I reread it (which wasn't an easy thing to do, truthfully) and then I read back my comment to the blogger, trying to find out what I've done to insult this person, and I came to this conclusion: my comment was vague.
I admit, my comment was kind of confusing and I guess it was taken the wrong way. In the comment I also poked fun at the blogger, but it wasn't because I wanted him to feel bad; the intention was that it was one of those sarcastic, elbow-nudging kind of humor, but it was probably seen as an insult. The blogger didn't give me any indication that he was offended, but I guess this person was offended for him. Ugh, it was really ugly.
So I replied back to the commentor, trying to explain what my message really was and that I didn't mean for it to sound insulting or patronizing in anyway. But then, I was replied back and this person still took it the wrong way, although this time this person also said that my recent comment was even more confusing than the first. *opens arms beseechingly* When the will the madness ever end?
So, lesson learned: be very clear on what you post. Otherwise affronted comments are heading your way. I dropped the matter, tho' I also didn't want to pursue it anymore because it was so senseless to me and I didn't really feel like I did anything wrong. I think the whole thing was a mistake. But I'm still bothered by it, because I dislike being taken the wrong way and, even more so, that what I said was taken the wrong way. Hopefully it won't happen again in the future.
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