So as to prevent me from getting too cocky, the universe delivered a bit of a set down today in my other class. Turns out that the 4-6 page paper I've been bitching about for ages? That was supposed to be 4-6 pages double spaced. And in MLA format, which I didn't follow, as it was at no point specified in the syllabus. Guess that's one of them there "learn it as a freshman" thing that you miss as a transfer student, since I haven't really had any two classes use the same style requirements. I don't think the previous professor would have minded, but her replacement is a lot pickier about it. Oops.
My grade wasn't bad, but it would have been better if I'd not messed that up. Also, of course, if I'd written about half as much. THAT would have made things a lot easier. Duh.
My grade wasn't bad, but it would have been better if I'd not messed that up. Also, of course, if I'd written about half as much. THAT would have made things a lot easier. Duh.