The semester is over

My grades are in–all 120 of them–and this is how I feel about it.

Play it again, Taylor!

The failers gonna fail, fail, fail, fail.

But I’m just gonna bail, bail, bail, bail.

It’s like I’ve been in jail, jail, jail, jail.

Shake it off, shake it off. 

3 thoughts on “The semester is over

    • I guess it’s over, except for the Incompletes, the Honor Council report that has to be filed over a plagiarized paper (98% cut and pasted from online sources), and the grade complaints that keep piling into my inbox:

      How could I conceivably have gotten a B in your class? I am an A student, and my A-ness is an essential property of me, counterfactually stable in all possible worlds. Please consider changing your grade, lest you run afoul of this axiomatic metaphysical truth and undermine my eligibility for…

      They don’t typically put it that way, of course, but I know what they mean.

      I am enjoying the holidays, however. Best wishes to you and yours as well.

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