EDIT: Beware: Horribly angsty post follows this warning... to put it in perspective, I just arrived home in such a great mood from studying. I was feeling great. I suppose it's like theatre, where you lift an audience up with humour and then undercut it with something serious.
Fuck university. Fuck Political Science. FUCK.
I just spent 4 hours studying for my final exam, only to come home to receive my term paper mark... I need 80% on this test just to pass the fucking class. I am severely not impressed...
ESPECIALLY BECAUSE THE FUCKING PROFESSOR (WHO CANNOT TEACH HIS WAY OUT OF A FUCKING PAPER BAG) PROMISED LIENIENCY ON MY PAPER AND THEN GAVE IT 6/20 DUE TO LATE MARKS.
I apologize for capitals. Seriously. But I can't afford to fail another class this year. My GPA is already seriously bruised from Statistics. FUCK.
I guess I'll have to talk to him and see if there is anything I can do to squeak me up a little. Shit.
Fuck university. Fuck Political Science. FUCK.
I just spent 4 hours studying for my final exam, only to come home to receive my term paper mark... I need 80% on this test just to pass the fucking class. I am severely not impressed...
ESPECIALLY BECAUSE THE FUCKING PROFESSOR (WHO CANNOT TEACH HIS WAY OUT OF A FUCKING PAPER BAG) PROMISED LIENIENCY ON MY PAPER AND THEN GAVE IT 6/20 DUE TO LATE MARKS.
I apologize for capitals. Seriously. But I can't afford to fail another class this year. My GPA is already seriously bruised from Statistics. FUCK.
I guess I'll have to talk to him and see if there is anything I can do to squeak me up a little. Shit.
calixte:
Shit! 