Wrong Assignment
I know that being left-handed has its challenges. I know I have to be in absolute quiet to read my Financial Accounting textbook. I know I will have to work twice as hard to get half as far.
Grr and arg!
I am enjoying the organized process of this class. I do love the neat (well, kinda neat) rows of numbers (with some erasure marks to be certain).
But turning in the wrong homework? ::banging head::
Twice?
I had it written down wrong. I heard him and wrote it down wrong.
My instructor gave me credit in spite of that. I'd kiss him, but he doesn't look like the easily-influenced type. You know what I'm saying? Ha!
My brain fascinates me! Should I donate it?
Labels:
being fearless,
confession,
school
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