03.18.04 @ 5:11 P.M.
The One Without Comments
So, uh...I just got back from my lit class. She finally gave us back a paper we had to turn in back when people thought the earth was flat. The topic? Anything-as long as it relates somehow to The Odyssey.
Since I am officially as of this second an English major and this was my first real college English paper, I was really excited to see what el teacher-o had to say.
We got back our papers as we were walking out the door. I go outside and find the nearest bench and tear into my paper and find...
Absolutely nothing.
Seriously. Nothing.
Er...huh? What? With the what what?
What does this mean? Did she only comment when someone did something wrong? If so, does this mean I did well? If this is the case, the least she could've done was a "good job" or something like that on the last page. Was she so disgusted with my paper that she couldn't even bring herself to write anything about it? Just showed it to her nerdy English teacher friends for a laugh at the stupid girl? If so...tear into it. Tell me whats wrong. Don't give us the vaguest topic in the history of the free world without any guidelines as to what you're looking for and then give us nothing. I mean...come on. I'd rather have her tear me a new asshole-at least I'd know where I stand and what I did wrong.
Whatever. I have other things to worry about. Like the math test I have in two and a half hours. I'm going to study some more, I think I know the stuff okay. But I thought I knew the stuff good last time too and I ended up getting a C. Fuckin math man. I swear to God. I hate it so. much. I'd get more use out of taking a class in the history of Pez candy.
There is only one equation that'll ever matter outside of a math classroom:
JL
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SF
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