school is such hell. I have one of those bad classes this semester... the professor accuses us of all being lazy when we fail the quiz, and won't work any practical examples of anything in class. He says we can come in to talk to him if we need help, but going to talk to a professor requires some sort of question or starting point. you can't just go talk to him to say, "I stared at this for three hours last night and never figured out where to start."
So once again I'm getting by on my long-standing theory of failing grad school: I'm about average intelligence, so if I fail then everyone in the class probably will, too. and he can't fail all of us! right? I hate school. I have a test Thursday. This one's a loss, I hate to say it.