Just this semester I met the first of many professor to come in the next few years. She was simple even plain looking woman, petite one might say with a big voice. She is very confident and even intimidating to those who may idolize her. She is former lobbyist for the Colorado House of Representatives. Her husband is also an attorney of a different breed. She opened class by stating that she does not appreciate cellphone use in class and that we should turn them off in her class, she continued to explain that she does not take kindly to excuses either. To follow the syllabus and when an assignment is due it is due or you get a zero if you turn it in late. How kind of her to she such concern for a first year law students. Low and behold I get a serious case pneumonia the second week of class. When I handed her my doctors excuse and assignment due that class she replied, "I don't need that, I don't take excuses. I'll count you as here."
I replied, "but I am not staying and I won't be here next class." Her response was quick and to the cut, "then we'll just see you next week, read the syllabus and do your homework." "Yoy Vey!"
Well, long story short I dropped the class during midterm. I felt defeated and like a failure. I come home after meeting with my adviser and went to bed at 2p.m. Laid there for for several hours feeling sorry for myself, feeling like I did something wrong. I get two zeros and a 62 on my midterm, there was no way I could pass this class. Why see it to the end, get an "F" and still have to pay for the class? My friend Tiffany dropped the same class the same day just an hour after I did. My friends told me it was the best thing to do. So why do I still feel like a failure? I would really like to say she's bitch but I got sick and I got behind. So I turned in the wrong brief. She gave us two. I thought I had a choice. Assumptions we know how they go. This has got be the most boring of all Spring breaks ever for a Floridian.
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