As you may have guessed, my stack of undergrad essays teetered menacingly, then fell over, burying me in an avalanche of plagiarized papers and bad grammar. I lay under the pile for days. I managed, heroically, to mark my way out after many days and thoughts of gnawing my own arm off. 80 papers down, another 96 to go at the end of the month. Please. send. help.
Monday, November 13, 2006
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- Name: grad student hack
Grad student in the arts, freelance writer. Racking up the old frequent complainer miles.

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2 Comments:
The other option is to "swim" your way out.
No, wait.
That's quicksand.
I think it's funny how everyone of our generation knows, for some reason, how to survive quicksand.
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