{"id":260,"date":"2006-02-15T10:45:50","date_gmt":"2006-02-15T14:45:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2006\/02\/15\/dealing-with-vd\/"},"modified":"2006-02-15T10:45:50","modified_gmt":"2006-02-15T14:45:50","slug":"dealing-with-vd","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2006\/02\/15\/dealing-with-vd\/","title":{"rendered":"Dealing with VD"},"content":{"rendered":"

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No! I’m not talking about a venereal disease (My Tracy’s a clean teen). I’m talking about Valentine’s Day. Yep – I survived the day mostly unscathed even though it was the first Valentine’s Day in 11 years that I didn’t have a “valentine”. No flowers. No candy. No dinner. No card. No kiss. Not even a phone call or email. Nada.<\/P>
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I just worked all day and went to class at night. Thank you, Hallmark, for making me feel like a leper.<\/P>
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Oh! And to top it off, I got my first paper back for one of my classes and I got a B! Shit! That’s the lowest grade I’ve received at Harvard. I’ve completed 8 classes so far and the lowest grade I’ve ever recieved was an A-minus. My goal was to graduate with all A’s…but at this rate, I’m not so sure that’s going to be possible anymore.<\/P>
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Making matters worse, this was a fluff paper! Since class just started 3 weeks ago, it was simply a 3 page paper explaining my existing knowledge of higher education. He was basing the grade more on the format and my ability to make concise statements. Content wasn’t the key factor.<\/P>
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That makes it even more degrading. Not only am I not smart, but I’m apparently illiterate, too. YAY ME!<\/P>
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Dammit – it was Valentine’s Day…where’s the love?<\/P>
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*one of my favorite quotes from John Waters’ movie “Hairspray” when Tracy is accused of having roaches in her hair.<\/P><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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