You'd think anyone doing that crappy, there'd be a reason. Dyslexia, vertigo...death? I'm reminded of a dude in some math class in high school who got a 4 on a test. I remember being baffled...a FOUR? Really? You'd think that once a grade dips under a certain level, like a 60 or something, it would slide all the way to 0; ie the work simply would not have been done. To actually take a test, complete the test, turn it in and get your grade back and it's a 4? I even remember him following along as we went over the answers.
So let's take a moment to pat ME on the back. It's hard to actually have a pulse for four years, stay enrolled and somehow graduate so close to the bottom, but I did it. Apparently during my college years I was the living, breathing personification of this Bob Ueker quote:
"Anybody with ability can play in the big leagues. But to be able to trick people year in and year out the way I did, I think that was a much greater feat."
Some highlights, in looking at my transcript:
Beginning Swimming C-
Intro to Theater D-
Beginning Bowling F
Jazz, Folk, Rock and Broadway C- where the fuck was I, the Fame school? Majoring in "Gay"? jesus.
Human Sexuality D figures...I was prolly thinking "hey why study, I'm never gonna use THIS in real life!"
Intro to Leis Serv Deliv C- I don't even know that the fuck class this is...Little Caesar's gave out grades? wtf?
Beginning Yoga C-
Funny thing, as shitty as I did I don't remember really meeting anybody there that I thought was smarter than myself. Which may speak of 1) delusion on my part 2) what a pretend clown college I was at. Hell, I had a French professor who would make fun of us that we were students there; he'd call the school "The Harvard on the Appomattox." Ha!! 504 outta 536? Now I gotta wonder...who the fuck were the 32 brain-dead idiots that finished behind me?
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John McCain Jr was #532.
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