Pitied and Saved
I got a B minus.
I GOT A B MINUS!
THANK YOU GOD.
Though my professor sent me an e-mail questioning my intent of being a physics major... I know--it annoyed me of course--but I tried to stay classy. I thanked him and told him that I already realized that it wasn't a possibility. Yeah, it sort of felt like I was admitting defeat, and in a sense it was, but I'm just glad I managed to come out with my pride [and scholarship] intact. I didn't want to admit that I couldn't do it, but at the same time, I refused to drop the class and quit.
But I'm definitely glad it's over. Overall, that was definitely the most pitiful experience of my life.
I GOT A B MINUS!
THANK YOU GOD.
Though my professor sent me an e-mail questioning my intent of being a physics major... I know--it annoyed me of course--but I tried to stay classy. I thanked him and told him that I already realized that it wasn't a possibility. Yeah, it sort of felt like I was admitting defeat, and in a sense it was, but I'm just glad I managed to come out with my pride [and scholarship] intact. I didn't want to admit that I couldn't do it, but at the same time, I refused to drop the class and quit.
But I'm definitely glad it's over. Overall, that was definitely the most pitiful experience of my life.
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