Well, I Guess That's It

So I handed in a whopping 6000 word essay to my professor last night - the first of 5 missed homework assignments that I was planning on handing in this weekend. I woke up this afternoon to this glorious email, informing me that my days of university are over, as these "precises" or "preces" (I'm not sure which is the proper term, it was misspelled on the syllabus) were the only things I had left to write before I started packing for home.

Also, I had managed to get a 25 or so percent on my exam, which was 22%. These precises were a weekly deal and worth 28%. Frankly, I think that the professor's expectations were insane.

Here we are. PHIL498B - Intensive Kant Seminar. Email from Prof. VZ:

Kyle,
you have managed to miss even the absolute deadline for late submission of precises. As a sign of good will, on a basis of rough reading I am giving you 50%. But that is it!
V.Z.

Funny, right? It makes me think of a movie about high school in the 80's.

I better get those old AP scores ready to send to the university.