All right, here's the deal. If you email me one more freaking time tonight, you fail. Does that sound fair to you? Because you have sent me exactly seven--yes, seven--emails since three this afternoon. And I am growing weary of you.
Believe me, I know you are struggling. I guess I would be struggling too if I had done zero work on the project that is due tomorrow and were trying to put it all together tonight. That would suck, big time. But you know what I wouldn't do? I wouldn't make it as clear as possible to my instructor that I had done jack shit over the past two weeks. Maybe it's just me, but I think that would be a bad move on my part. I also wouldn't annoy the living hell out of the person who is grading said project by sending whiny little emails in text message form that ask questions like, "but then wouldn't i have to go to the lib and read the books? i don't have time 4 that."
What is it, exactly, that you want me to tell you? That I have access to magic books especially designed for your topic just sitting here right next to me? That I can fly them over to your dorm room ? That I can teach you to read lengthy tomes in mere seconds? Or that I will cancel the assignment on account of your lazy ass? Even if I could, I wouldn't. Now I had better not see your goddamn name in my inbox again.
