cinaed: This fic was supposed to be short (Mercy on Your Soul (Rodney McKay))
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You know, the apathy/anxiety that comes with this time of the month isn't really helpful when it makes you sit there going, "So, I have a Geology lab final tonight that I'm going to fail. Oh well, fuck it."

And you know, honestly? Fuck it. The man spent SIX WEEKS harping on topographic maps, which I never, ever understood. They're lines, not goddamn mountains or hills or whatever on a page, and no matter what he says, I just can't picture it. So I'm going to fail, because unlike all the other Geology teachers who spent oh, a week on topographic maps, my guy spent SIX WEEKS on it and made the final pretty much ALL about topographic maps that I have no chance in hell of ever comprehending. It's like Physics all over again. I just don't get it. So, really, just screw it. As long as I pass the class, I don't care about my damn final.

Date: 2006-12-06 02:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] schlicky.livejournal.com
*offers hugs* I understand how you feel. My Accounting teacher sounds very much like your teacher. I've altogether stopped going to class because I know he doesn't take attendance and listening to him does nothing to help me... not to mention that I'm ready for this semester to end, and I really just don't care anymore... *shrug*

Date: 2006-12-06 02:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cinaed.livejournal.com
I know. It's like senioritis all over again, where you just don't care at all anymore. I went to every single lab and I still didn't understand it, so. *shrugs* At least we're almost done with the semester.

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