I had a final last week where half the class cheated. And no I'm not exaggerating the number. They weren't hiding it at all, it was so obvious, and the prof didn't even care. They had note cards hidden in their sleeves, notes written on their clothes, hands, legs, etc. The boy sitting next to me even had his cheat sheet right on the table next to him and was just copying everything word for word.

That's not fair. I studied for that exam. I spend days and days trying to memorize and understand everything. Why should they get the same grade or even a better grade than me if they cheated? It makes me so mad. What makes me even madder is that the prof didn't do anything. She just sat at her desk and read her own work without even bothering to look up or walk around the classroom

And this other kid actually had the nerve to answer his cell phone in the middle of the final. WTF?! Are you serious? It's bad enough your phone rings, but you're actually going to answer it?! I'm so pissed off. I hate that class.


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