To ensure an A+ paper, one must:
1) Stay out really late the night before it’s due
2) The next morning, don’t begin writing until you can’t possibly stay in bed any longer
3) Don’t spend more than 3 hours on it, and
4) Kick yourself repeatedly for being a lazy dumbass as you turn it in to your professor, convinced you’ll get nothing above a C-.
I felt like I won some sort of lottery in my English senior seminar today, and I didn’t even buy the ticket. Like I’d chanced upon it on the street and got to cash it in, just like that. Before distributing our graded papers today, my professor announced that though she is very miserly with her A+s, she saw it fit to give it to one student in her class. That one student ended up being me, and I must admit the experience was really exhilarating. I’ve only once been asked by a professor if she could own a copy of my work, and I was so sure that was a fluke. I’m not too convinced this isn’t one either, but this still makes me happy. I was dumbfounded and completely felt like I didn’t deserve the credit, especially since I’ve always had so much respect for this professor (I’ve had her in another class before, and she’s quite brilliant) and wouldn’t have imagine she’d think my work worthwhile. But hey, who’s complaining?