ANYWAY, so I went over my paper today before emailing the TA about it, and turns out the middle page somehow never even got stapled into my essay.
Basically, I got an 80 on an essay that I didn't do properly, and that was missing 1/3 of its content.
Maybe I should be proud instead of appalled.
In other news, the Medill slogan "If your mother says she loves you, check it out" should have taught me a few things. I think part of the reason I feel like I got fucked over in love this week is that I just didn't live a proper journalists' life.