Whew. I was finishing up reading all of my classmates Term Papers and realized I was cold.
The windows and doors downstairs have been open all day. I was working in shorts and a tank. And it is cold. Thank God I put those air conditioners in.
I'm still in the air if I am going to take the Strategic Management class starting next Tuesday. One part of me says "just pull the Band-Aid off!" and be done already.
But I really don't like the professor. And he really doesn't like me. Gave me a fucking B last time I had him. Bastard.
Hilarious, two of my classmates wrote the same term paper. Not identical, but close enough. No ethical problem for the professor there!
I should run over to Libby's and grab a lobster roll to stick in the fridge for supper. I presume this will be a short class. The last class always is. In fact most of the time only half the class even bothers to show up.
Even though I didn't do 4 of the homework assignments I'm not particularly worried. It's only 25 points out of 700. Between my class participation and sparkling personality I know I'll come out with at least a B.
Underachieving much?
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