I am Pissed Heartbroken

So I failed my first class in grad school. I’m not going to let that stop me though. My instructor, on my final, left the comment “still too many questions left unanswered….contact Student Financial blah bla blah…I’m sorry”. I could vomit. I could tell you my issues with this online class but I’ll break it down like this: I answered every question on that raggedy ass exam except for one. Saved and submitted. To me, his comment meant that the system was still working improperly and because of it my grade suffered. I am pissed…which is code for I’m heartbroken. I sent my instructor an email.

Speaking of things that upset me Vinny is headed to New York this week to frolic with his NY city pals. He leaves tomorrow at 5 on the Greyhound trail to the east coast. I won’t mention he owes me two hundred dollars in rent and the first, when rent is due, was DAYS ago…nope I won’t waste my breath. What I will do is CLEAN HOUSE while he is gone and bask in it—get naked and wallow my long nudeself against everything with a surface. I will grocery shop and eat well and produced videos and journal write and sing loud and STAY UP LATE and turn off the heat and open up windows and frolic with MY Chicago pals in MY city!

I can’t believe I failed that class.