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While I was away in Bath, I got an e-mail saying my latest B3 assignment had been marked.  I check my e-mails from my phone, so I was able to go to the OU website and get my mark, but not able to retrieve the marked script.  Anyway, impatient as ever I went straight to the mobile OU website and had a look at my mark.  It was my worst mark ever, and it was a huge huge disappointment.  I felt miserable all day, and pretty pissed off at having missed out on a few good nights out in order to put a decent amount of effort into it - if you're going to do badly, you might as well enjoy yourself I figure.  Anyway, I'm back home now, and so I have been able to get the marked script back - and here the reason for my terrible grade becomes apparent - my tutor only has pages 1-7 of my assignment... pages 8-18 are all missing.  How has this happened??  It was all in one word document.  There were no zipped files or anything like that - I don't know how to do things like that.  It was all typed in one long 18 page word document.  I know I'm repeating myself, but how can this have happened.  My brain is firing crazy numbers of those electrical signals - I can't think straight.  I had got over the terrible mark over the past 24 hours, realising that it just meant there was no point in now putting any further effort in, as I cannot get a good mark, even with 100% in the next one, so I had kind of chilled with the whole thing.  But this... This is very different.  This isn't me screwing up.  This is me being screwed over.  I cannot express how awful I feel right now; I think I'm having a mini nervous breakdown.  What a ridiculous over reaction - I can see that!  But it's how I feel.  Mortified.  And I don't see how it can be rectified.  I've e-mailed my tutor, and I shall be checking my e-mails every 20 seconds until I get a reply.

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!

Life is a complete arse at times.

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