Someone must protect the weak. What's so wrong about that?
Well, the book's done. Finished. Over.
But is the story done? No. I'm just done writing.
My professors are all haughty pieces of shit, who have no respect whatsoever for the aspirations of their students. Now I have an abundance of extra work to do, because I haven't been up-to-par with their precious classes. Of course, I can't tell them to their faces that I just want a C+, even though that's exactly what I want to settle for - so now I'm stuck. I'll have to give up writing my book for the sake of the sainted and holy ACADEMIA, and that's that. It's time to give up what's important to me, for the sake of stuff I can't in any lifetime care about.
So that's that. Book over, aspiration over. Thanks, college.
But is the story done? No. I'm just done writing.
My professors are all haughty pieces of shit, who have no respect whatsoever for the aspirations of their students. Now I have an abundance of extra work to do, because I haven't been up-to-par with their precious classes. Of course, I can't tell them to their faces that I just want a C+, even though that's exactly what I want to settle for - so now I'm stuck. I'll have to give up writing my book for the sake of the sainted and holy ACADEMIA, and that's that. It's time to give up what's important to me, for the sake of stuff I can't in any lifetime care about.
So that's that. Book over, aspiration over. Thanks, college.