Another time biting the dust - but I it won't get me down.

[apokolokyntosis]

I TOLD YOU!

Bad news, really bad news. I failed my italian exam as well.
I dare say, how can an italian fail an exam in italian litterature with an essay?
Easy: the professor didn't like the way I write.
She thinks my writing is too refined, too elaborated. Too many metaphores, "unnecessary frills", way too many fripperies. She didn't like the

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[seasidh]

Wow what the fuck's wrong with the teachers in other countries? Who cares how an essay is set up as long as it deals with the subject correctly? Who is she to decide how you have to write? I'd totally get a second teacher (or even the headmaster) to have a look over it because I find this to be rather unfair. Just because she doesn't like it doesn't mean it's wrong =/

You certainly owe some holidays *hugs*

[just_chiara]

Benvenuta nel mondo dell'università :P
Da me i prof se ti sentono parlare bene una lingua ti chiedono dove l'hai imparata, per far capire quanto funzionano le lezioni in facoltà... :P

[apokolokyntosis]

...oltre che ad abbattermi mi disgusta -___-"
A 'sto punto era meglio andare a fare la commessa. Stesso stress, ma almeno mi pagavano.

[just_chiara]

Io cerco di restare positiva e pensare che magari non imparo niente di utile, ma poi potrebbero darmi un lavoro più pagato della commessa proprio perché ho quel pezzo di carta.

[apokolokyntosis]

Speriam bene....! Tristissimo che tutto si riduca ad un pezzo di carta, comunque o__ò
(che icona piena di motivazione *__*)

[bloodnoir]

Mi spiace Apo..goditi le tue vacanze, a tutti a fanculo xP

[kleemoon]

You got fucking screwed hon - and not in a good letocest/jomo way of course.
Sorry for all your troubles.
Enjoy your holiday and put all that pent up frustration into your writing and icons - works for me hon.
Love ya lots
♥

[enchantr]

I had an English teacher like that when I was in my third year of high school. I was an English major, honors student in creative writing, won awards, was published and this bitch insisted that my writing style was too flowery and frilly. Sound familiar? She also could not spell! She insisted that the word "huge" for really large was spelled H-U-G-H like the name Hugh and marked it wrong in a paper I wrote describing something as huge. I swear I saw red, literally. First time in my life at age 15 to be that angry about something. I went to the head of the department with my paper that had only earned a C- and once I explained what was going on, I was moved to another class with another teacher and my paper was re-graded by that teacher and got an A.
I still pity the students that had to stay with the idiot the whole term and that was a lonnnnnng time ago.

So - hugs and sympathetic nods - I know what you're going through.

[apokolokyntosis]

Thanks *hugs back*
unfortunately it seems there's nothing to do and I just have to follow that goddamned seminary until I fix things. phew....