h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Today was another wonderfully great day in my life... until I was confronted by two former English teachers of mine, one of which happens to be the department head and has followed my so-called academic career quite closely. Both teachers were rather well-informed as to the nature of my grade thus far, as well as the fact that I had neglected to turn in the first essay of this quarter. Which has resulted in only one possible outcome.

Classmate: "What are you DOING?"
Me: "Failing, what's it look like?!?"
Classmate: "WHY?"

So what if I'm failing? I can fix it.

Of course, I'm sure progress reports are coming in soon. I'm sure that there will be two rather nasty reports, in fact, one from English and one from Astronomy (and the latter, it's sheer boredom; I wish I'd never enrolled in that class, and I could care less). It always seems like every frakking adult I've ever encountered has to get on me about my grades. "Please not my parents," I mentally plead to no one in particular, "if the parents get involved I will surely crash and burn."

So as long as my counselor is kept uninformed, life should be easy enough. Oh, and if I can intercept that progress report, too.

Otherwise...

Well, that'll be for later. I must get back to class now--a class that I have an A+ in, strangely enough... Economics.

I'll ask the question in a completely different way...

What are you doing?

You are a senior, yes? And I assume that the standards for graduation are still the same as they were... 3 years of lab science and not 4? Get out of Astronomy.

I did the same thing in my senior year... only it was Physics.

"Get out"? Easier said than done, my friend...

And physics, shmysics. Why does anyone ever study that idiotic subject? (I'm opening myself here to major flaming, but I can't resist... )

Though it's a good idea, nevertheless...

And continuing what I was saying in the first post...

Otherwise, I'm going to be in a heck of a lot of trouble. And going to have some major problems trying to deal with the college thing (especially convincing my parents that I am, in fact, dorming, not staying with them like they insist) *and* major problems in continuing this very nice life that I've had lately. Which has had absolutely nothing to do with what is happening in school, despite what my dear sweet mother will instantly think.

In other words, I'm up a creek without a paddle. I'd better at least find an anchor to make the situation more stable.

Yeah, I suppose March is a bit late for a move like that. Neener neener...

Flaming on physics? You won't get that from me. I only took the class because I wanted another lab science on my transcripts for bonus points to college administrators, and it was the least horrifying of the alternatives (including Astronomy ). The teacher couldn't be bothered to teach, and I lost interest and took AP European History instead... very cool class, that.

Then I went into the Navy and started learning waveform theory (for radar) and how to solve a fire control problem. I found myself adding vectors and said, "Crap, this is physics!" Oh, well, at least we had cooler acronyms for the vectors... "Dumb Ho" (dmho) and "Dumber Ho" (dmrho) come to mind.