The Nerve...
I am furious, I am ballistic, I am ready to explode. It has been a bad day. I am suddenly inclined to voice out my grievances. Last Saturday, the teachers from Lit 102 or World literature organized a Greek fest. There were various contests within the event such as the Greek God and Goddess of the night, the best drama, and the best table preparation. I was absent in this event because of some personal reasons I would rather not disclose. A few weeks ago, the teacher explained to us that attendance to the Greek fest would merit us a grade not below 90 in the finals.She implied that attendance was not compulsory. As the days progressed, the class was divided among several groups such as the props and the food committee. I did not attend a single meeting/practice for the Greek fest. The reason was I did not feel that I would be of any assistance in the props committee which was the committee I chose to join. My dilemma begins when this Greek fest sort of catapulted itself to a highe