So, I’ve decided that once a week I’m going to post random stuff, and not just things pertaining to me trying to be a actor/model/comedian or whatever. So as you all might be experiencing as well, its FINALS WEEK.
I usually have a much more enthusiastic outlook towards this week as its a time for me to go against the public opinion of a “young black male” and excel with stellar grades so I have something nice to show my parents during the winter break. Unfortunately, this is my last finals week ever so I’ve been searching far and wide for as many fucks I can summons together to help me grant my one wish of getting through this last class.
Incase you didn’t know, I’m in my last semester of graduate school at Goldey-Beacom College in Wilmington, DE. I should have graduated last year, but my demanding job as a pharmaceutical rep forced me drop a semesters to focus on money, rather than a piece of paper that will allow me to get a couple more interviews in Corporate America than the average. Anyways..this time has finally come and I cannot express through any words known in the english language that describe my current apathy towards school. Ive been suffering with a severe case of senior-itis for about a year now and I’m afraid its going to be terminal if this test next tuesday does not go well.
I already had to fight my teacher for a passing grade on my midterm, which happens to be worth half of the damn class, and he finally changed my grade. I received a 48 out of 100, but when he went over there answers I saw that I had them all correct (like wtf). He later exclaimed that my work leading up to the correct answer was wrong (damn excel), therefore he could not award me all the credit as he could not prove that I knew how to do the work. 20 minutes and 15 threats later he decided to give my work a review and now I have a 90 out of 100 on my midterm (Thank the Lord). Turns out I had turned in the wrong excel sheet. I’m kidding by the way, I did not threaten him…for the most part.
Anyways, wish me luck, because if I do not pass this next test then there is a chance that I will not pass the class, forcing me into another suicidal semester of graduate school. Good look to all that are embarking on there finals week too. May your teachers be lenient, as well as I hope your adderall connects come through in time to help you pass your tests with flying colors.