Well, I completed the paper, and she accepted it, so it looks like I am going to pass. I am perhaps not a failure after all. You may all now address me as Watermark-san (for social equals) rather than Watmark-kun (for young boys and social inferiors). I honestly did deserve a D in that class, I feel extremely guilty about that evaluation, it was, again, really terrible behavior, even I knew at the time that it was all my fault, it was just a pathetic act of spite. I'm going to contact the department and tell them that they revealed my grades to me before I had taken the evaluation, hopefully they can drop it.
At the time I was taking the class, I didn't even want to graduate, I didn't feel like I had any future (besides maybe working 80 hours a week as a code monkey), I was extremely depressed, and barely trying. I didn't work hard enough, Threedee's comment "it's like you tried to fail that class..." was basically spot on, the teacher was not responsible at all. However, a few weeks ago I decided what I wanted to do: to go to China. That may make no sense, and not even sound like any sort of a plan, but I don't give a damn. I had spent all of my time in class halfway hoping that I'd fail, and so postpone the future a little bit longer. When I got that E-Mail a few days ago, though, the thought of spending another 7 months making a couple of hundred a month at Popeye's and mooching off of my father, and generally being a socially useless individual, while telling everyone "Thanks for the congratulations, but I was wrong, lol, I'm still a failure! Come on, you all knew this was coming, didn't you?", and to know that it was all my fault, that I hadn't worked hard enough in an easy class, made me practically suicidal. I don't think I've ever been that depressed. Now it's all over.
Plus, I got my script for Adderall today, as you can probably tell from the rambling, overly long nature of this post.