My office hours are listed. See me before March 19th. If you do not discuss your grades with me, I will discuss them with your parents.-Gestapo

They've scented my blood upon the winds. Know what? I don't give a fuck.

It's just a grade. One among many. With more to come. In two months it won't matter. In two years, it will be meaningless. In two decades, no one will know I existed.

Simple as that.