Laughs and Lobotomies

Undergrad was some of the worst years of my life. Senior spring I took 3 out of the 4 classes required for my concentration. I was 1/3 of a grade too low in one class to meet the concentration gpa requirement to graduate on time. I emailed all 3 professors begging for an extra assignment. One told me I was lucky he passed me at all. Another said no. The last, in whose class I had the highest grade (B) allowed me to write an extra paper. I finished my degree on time. I saw she passed away a few years ago and I never got to properly thank her. You can find good people even in the darkest of places, you just have to look.