Edible Corpse wrote:
just a slight update
a few days ago was my final for this subject. i labored for a few days when wondering how i was doing i decided to ask her to quickly review my work just incase there was anything i missed. so i meet up with her and she looks through everything i've done before shaking her head and going
'I'm sorry EC, but this is all wrong. '
and with that my WORLD IS SHATTERED. i quickly rush back home and re-do all the research that i had done, and i re-write everything but its all in vain... its utter shit and i know it. you cant do something that takes a weeks worth in just a mere 12 hours. i panic and panic some more untill finally the dead line approaches fast. its almost there and i have not finished this new mess that i have written. i quickly e-mail her and beg for more time to work on it, and she reluctently gives me one more hour. finally after a mish mash of bizzare ramblings and achieving fuck it all attitude, i write done some more gibberish and nonsense on the final 2 pages, and i rush down to hand her in this new steaming pile of shit. i berate it as much as possibly and ty to get every advantage that i can: i'll do some kind of extra work, maybe i'll hand in the orginal, maybe she'll be leniant on me as it was my birthday at the time
and so i hand in the paper with a sense of dread. this has to be the worst paper i have ever written in my whole life. i know deep in my heart that at best i'll get a D.
so i check my grades today
i got an A-
... is it pooper time?
you don't have any reason to NOW.