Worst. Paper. Ever.
Well, it's done and it's totally crappy. But I don't care and I'm going to go turn it in now. I think that this class cured me of any sort of fascination with linguistics I might have had. Then again, even the students doing Spanish linguistics told me that they wouldn't want to take a grad level syntax class. So maybe I was crazy to take it, but at least I survived. I don't think I did badly enough to fail (crossing my fingers); hopefully this professor won't hate me forever now.
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So let's see: you're pregnant; you're a wife; you're a mother; you're working in Primary; you're a grad student; you're a hostess; etc., etc. I think it's okay if you don't do your very best work on EVERYTHING at the same time! And right now that paper probably isn't the most important verse of your song, anyway.