Kind of hard to play the game when the deck is stacked against you

[crankyoldman]

Lord, I know college is far from fair, but some days I really wish it was. Got an email from Prof Cock letting me know that I'm passing (yay!) without me having to prompt him (I have a weird feeling that my adviser may have talked to him... thank you super adviser, I am totally buying you something when I graduate finally). Of course, he colored that with "oh and you should keep doing the homework and study hard fro the final" because you know, I'm not done, but he's a condescending prick and I can only expect a certain amount of niceties. But then, he also tells us that we're have a multiple choice final.

Alright, for those of you in the liberal arts, this is commonplace. But you ever tried to do math with no partial credit? Yeah, I'm fucked.

Seriously guys, I just about broke down and cried, because I was trying to track down my TA to turn in homework (GUESS WHO ALSO CAME AND COLLECTED THE HOMEWORK A MINUTE BEFORE I CAME TO CLASS?) and it kind of just hit me. And here I was so happy that I appear to be passing all my classes.

God, I know it's not personal, but some days... some days I really wish that arrogant ass-kissers would stop getting all the credit. Just once.

Oh well, I'd better just get over it and move on. Got a simulation to program and the next homework to do and hopefully the TA will be in the lab he's supposed to be later today (he probably just went to lunch with the other Graduate Slaves... I really like this kid and hope that he gets out from Prof Cock sooner or later). Sure, it's ass that as a fucking super senior there's still those that don't think I belong in the program, but if a professor from the mechanical engineering department can cut me a break because, "you're really kind of brilliant when you're on task" (yeah he said that, I have such a geekcrush on Prof Dragster, why can't he be in my department?) then I can show some spoiled jackass where to shove it.

Ha ha, that was like the five stages of grief again. Really, writing shit out helps. Better than any therapy evar.

In good news, I went thrifting with Sidekick and got ridiculously pimp shoes, my shirt for my Laguna costume, and a ladybug lamp that was like adorable.

Now I'm going to take a few breaths and take an aspirin since I'm going off caffeine again. XD

Edit: Found TA, was able to turn it in, am ordering some bubble tea.

Comments

[iskodayinikwe.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Boy does it ever help.

I use to like multiple choice tests until I had them in A&P. I'd rather just have an essay and explain the digestive system to you in paragraphs. I might get it half right then. = (

We are going to rock this semester! We're gonna make it. Seriously! *double hugs*

[lassarina]

*cheers you on*

I hope you conquer the multiple choice test. Prof. Cock is indeed a cock. *punts him on your behalf*

[first-seventhe.livejournal.com]

Professor Cock / Dr. Asshat.

that is all.

[venefica-aura.livejournal.com]

Seriously, as soon as this semester is over, we're writing that. They can woo each other with tales of Stanford and Princeton. It'll be glorious.

[iskodayinikwe.livejournal.com]

YES!!! You guys really have to do that.....I must read it....

[rienna-the-red.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'm a LibArts person and I am right there with ya: I HATE multiple choice tests. Give me a three-page or more paper any day. :P One of my professors gave the class a choice of a three-essay test or an mc test. They chose the mc. I actually burst out "YOU FOOLS!" in the middle of class. :P

[celes-grant.livejournal.com]

Holy shit the only way i scraped past algebra was that we were able to show our work. Without that credit it'd be BAM BAM BAM, wrong, bitch. I'd have never gotten into university O_O

[drakonlily.livejournal.com]

...multiple. choice. final.



ouch.

I'm sorry.