I just walked out of a Lit Hum exam, feeling pretty good about myself. Until I saw the grade I got on my final paper.
It was an A.
In reality, I’m a pretty bad writer (as evidenced by these posts). I often can’t come up with groundbreaking ideas, and when I do, they end up jumbled on the page. This particular paper was written with the help of sparknotes, wikipedia, minimal sleep and the fact that I hadn’t read the entire book. And yet I got an A? Either my previous lit hum teacher completely missed my genius, or I was just damn good at a BSing my way out of this one.
Yesssssssssss. Thank you, IB diploma.
