Letter to My Horrible Professor

Dear Dr. Know-It-All,

After reading the warning of comments on ratemyprofessor.com, I still don’t understand why I thought my grade in your, ever so important, course would be nothing less than an A-.  Your former students warned me of your pompous attitude, ridiculous exams, and discussions that have nothing to do with the course material. Yet and still, I thought my die hard studying skills would get me through. There were times throughout the semester where I knew I should’ve dropped the course, however, my B- average told me otherwise.  I figured, “Hey, just get an A on the final, and at least you’ll end up with a B+…right?” WRONG!! I ended up with a C in the course. Dr. KIA, please tell me how my only three grades in the course, C-, B+, and A-, still afforded me a C in the course? I am dying to know how that happens, here, in the real world. You see, according to your [half-assed] syllabus the first exam was worth 20%, send worth 30% and final worth 50%.  According to MY math, I should’ve gotten an A-. But hey, what do I know. According to you, I (and all your students) never know more than you.

So, in order to try to understand your reasoning behind giving me a C, I sent you an e-mail asking to meet with you, at your earliest convienience, to discuss my final course grade. What do respond back to me? Some bull about you not being in town for the summer because you are traveling here and there. Ok, thats fine Dr. KIA, but trust and believe that we WILL meet to discuss this mis-hap at the beginning of the Fall Semester. You see, thanks to my university, I have a year to dispute my course grade. You better belive I will be using that right to its fullest extent.

So Dr. KIA, have a great summer. Pick me up some knick-knacks during your summer travels, and see you in August.  Until then, I’ll be shooting off e-mails to our new University President asking her how in the HELL are you still teaching here…and I use the term “teaching” VERY lightly.

Wishing I took the course during summer semester instead,


P.S.: Note to self- Next time, believe the majority of the negative comments on rate my professor. Former students DO know what they’re talking about.

Letter to My Past


It’s been a while since I’ve thought about you. Honestly, I would rather forget you. Erase you from existence. That way, I wouldn’t have gone through the emotions that I did with you. If it weren’t for you, I would be free of scars and as happy as can be. If it weren’t for you, maybe my heart wouldn’t be as cold and lonely as it is now. If it weren’t for you, I would be a  totally different woman. But then again, that is why I appreciate you.

If it weren’t for you, I may not’t be as strong minded and focused as I am today. Sure we’ve been through some bad times, but if I were to completely erase you from my existence, that means I would have to forget the good times. And trust me, when they were good, they were GOOD. If it weren’t for you, I may not be where I am today…I may not want the things I want…I may not do the things I do. If it weren’t for you, my life would be based on a fairy-tale.

Because of you, Past, I am able to know who is there for me and who isn’t. I am able to swim through the crowds of people who are “here right now,” and stick to the people who always have my best interests in mind. I am able to advocate for myself, and advocate for others. I am able to say that I have put blood, sweat and tears into my goal, which I can see in the near distance. Because of you, I am me. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I remind myself daily “Don’t ever forget your past, because that is where you came from. And if you don’t know where you came from, how can you know where you are going?” I know where I am going because I know where I came from. No matter how hard I try, I can never forget my past. It has molded me into the woman I am today, and that woman is shaping her future. So to my past, I say a grand “THANK YOU.” Because of you, I can be satisfied with the future I am building for myself.


Because I Can…

I’ve decided to start my blog/diary on a fresh note. I deleted all of my previous entries, and now I feel as if I deleted all the negativity that surrounded my life during that period in time. Why did I do all that though? Read the title of this post…