I Fucking Hate That Prick

Fucking bastard. So this prick has been making excuses all god damn year long on way he can’t be around to help on the project. At this point, I’ve accepted that this project might be a bust. I might not graduate because of this shit, but at the end of the day, I simply didn’t do enough. I have no one to blame but myself. I can’t control the effort other people put in, but I can control my own effort, and for a lot of it I just ran because I was afraid and a coward. I’ve accepted this. Then this cock sucker pulls this shit. To get “bonus points” for the final demo, we are going to be presenting our project to the accreditation board tomorrow. This was made at the last possible minute. We haven’t practiced, we haven’t hardly updated our presentation slides, it will be in front of a whole bunch of industry veterans. I’m going to have to go up and embarrass myself and my department in front of all these people by showing off a project that I’m ashamed of. Stupid mother fucker. Not only do you basically bail on the project, now you get us roped into this shit at the last possible moment? I should have said no. That I don’t think we should do this, but I also realize that getting the bonus might be our only shot at possibly graduating. Fuck me fuck me fuck me. I have to get up early and drag myself to this stupid thing I don’t want to do. Miserable mother fucking son of a *****. God damnit. I hate this. Well I guess I had to face the music at some point. I have no one to blame but myself for this failure.