The hate is swelling

Buckle up, keep your hands inside the vehicle at all times, and if at any point during this rant oxygen masks deploy don't bother putting them on because you're clusterfucked anyways.

WHAT THE FUCK

Long story not so short.
I had my last day of classes today. A proverbial "judgment Day" if you will. I had some fairly big hurdles to engage this last week or so. One of those being that I needed at least a 90% on my final Turbine Engines exam. Well, I bitchslapped that test back to Africa with a 98%. One hurdle down, 3 to go.

So I was feeling pretty good going into my last Aircraft Performance exam. Once again, I had fucked myself early on in the semester and needed to pull out another 90% to maintain my 3.0 GPA. So I spent an entire night and the next day studying for this test and creating the note card for it. Want to see my note card? It fucking ruled. If you take Don Smith for Aircraft Performance, use this note card, and don't be as stupid as I am, and you will win. The end boss will seem like Joe Glass.

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FUCK, I lost it. This day just keeps getting fucking better and better. Hang on, I'll snap a shot of it out of MSWord. There.



Anyways, to get to the point, I got a fucking

88%

on the test. ONE GODDAMN QUESTION SHORT. That alone would piss me off, extremely. But then I get the test back and look at it... The third to last question... I got it wrong. I think... That's odd. And I look at the question. "No, I got that right," I think. And then I look back at the ScanTron... I FUCKING BUBBLED IN THE WRONG ANSWER. So, I failed to make my B by 1 measly question, and the reason I missed it by one question was because I BUBBLED IN THE WRONG ANSWER ON THOSE #2 PENCIL PIECE OF SHIT COCKNUGGETS?

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HORSESHIT.

Good thing I probably made an A in my stupid business class. Or else I'd really be pissed about this. Depending on how finals shake out, maybe more hatred to follow.

And just for good measure.


FUUUUUUUUCK