Epic Failure

Dancing+Michelle=Epic Failure

Now I have to do this homework assignment for my nonfiction class...I have no idea what I am doing hmmm lovely. I should really be doing it now...but....ehhhh

What really gets me is the workshop classes I have for my fiction and nonfiction, or any workshop in general.

Like everyone sits in a circle and all eyes are on you. You turn in your piece the week before so everyone has read it and they are ready. Sometimes it goes nicely and people have constructive criticism then there are the other workshops. Where everyone rips you apart and your leaving the class with a new asshole. I have seen several friends cry...yes cry....from workshopping and just last week I saw a great writer get ripped apart for the stupidest thing, while someone else turned in a for shit piece that seriously made me question how they made it to the advanced class and everyone was so blase about it. I just sit back like am I the only sane person in this room?!

And seriously if I hear that bitch in history class say one more thing about grammar I am going to fucking chuck my book at the back of her head.

K thanks

xoxo