Drafting class.
I hated that class.
I tried so hard. To do well.
So that I'd think I'd finally nailed it. I was so proud! Give it to the teacher, receive a dressing down and a grade of C- or D, because there was some subtle smudge or a mistaken line that I'd failed to erase correctly.
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