zfreelance | I give up. I give the fuck up.

All I can do is laugh, here, guys.

I had an Anatomy test today, which I kind of studied for.
My package of books arrived today.
And then, in English, the bomb dropped.

The one day I was late to class, I missed important info on a paper due Wednesday. Info like the fact that I needed to have it proof read (legitimately) by this Wednesday. And if we didn't pull that off, we needed to submit it online.

I learned this today.

I couldn't get an appointment until Thursday. I did not have the online program to submit the paper. I haven't even written the paper.
I bought the program. My teacher doesn't have the online class set up, so I have no idea how to submit the paper.
I sent her an e-mail, but this woman is menopausal to the nth degree and may just give me the finger.

She also reamed the entire class out for a solid hour on our homework, giving us back papers to rewrite by Wednesday. We have an in-class essay Wednesday, as well.
I also have to type up a proposal memo for the same class, only this time about my final project.

I went to go sell back my Philosophy book, since I dropped the class. They gave me seven bucks for it.
I nearly got hit by a car on the way back to my dorm.

ALL BEFORE NOON.

WTF, WORLD?!