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nerdherdchuck) wrote2008-08-13 04:45 pm
nerdherdchuck) wrote2008-08-13 04:45 pm
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TM #242 - Write about a time that you were the bearer of bad news.
Telling Ellie I was expelled comes to mind.
I couldn't believe it and neither could she. There wasn't much I wanted to say over the phone only that I really didn't do it and for her to come get me. And she drove the over five hours to come get me too - pretty much right after she hung up. Or she drove like hell to get here...maybe a little of both.
We stayed a ways outside of Stanford that night. It was just too long of a drive in the dark. Not that we don't drive at night, I mean, we both were feeling kinda depressed and definitely wouldn't be alert enough for such a long drive.
So in the hotel room, I explained to her everything I knew. How Bryce told me "you brought this on yourself." (Whatever the hell that meant.) How there were stolen test booklets under my bed in my dorm room and how I was accused of selling those things.
She tried to console the best she could. I think she even offered to try to clear my name with the dean. But that wouldn't have worked. Professor Fleming, who taught the class that I was accused of cheating in, sent his report to the dean with all the 'evidence' and that was that.
I kinda feel that's the one life event that's held me back. I mean, companies don't like to hire people expelled for cheating.
Still, part of me hopes that someday my name will be cleared and I can finish those last few credits.
But...until then, I'm probably stuck working for the Nerd Herd.
[Locked to Sarah]
I know Bryce had good intentions and all from that file we saw. And...I sorta like a total ass for hating him as long as I did for that.
I hate to sound kinda ungrateful or whatever but...think maybe someday someone can sorta know I didn't cheat? I mean...I get it. The truth wouldn't be quite told to the non-CIA folks but maybe some sorta cover story-
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Y-you know what...never mind. Forget I asked. [/unlocked]
Muse: Chuck Bartowski
Fandom: Chuck
Word Count (excluding quoted text): 348
I couldn't believe it and neither could she. There wasn't much I wanted to say over the phone only that I really didn't do it and for her to come get me. And she drove the over five hours to come get me too - pretty much right after she hung up. Or she drove like hell to get here...maybe a little of both.
We stayed a ways outside of Stanford that night. It was just too long of a drive in the dark. Not that we don't drive at night, I mean, we both were feeling kinda depressed and definitely wouldn't be alert enough for such a long drive.
So in the hotel room, I explained to her everything I knew. How Bryce told me "you brought this on yourself." (Whatever the hell that meant.) How there were stolen test booklets under my bed in my dorm room and how I was accused of selling those things.
She tried to console the best she could. I think she even offered to try to clear my name with the dean. But that wouldn't have worked. Professor Fleming, who taught the class that I was accused of cheating in, sent his report to the dean with all the 'evidence' and that was that.
I kinda feel that's the one life event that's held me back. I mean, companies don't like to hire people expelled for cheating.
Still, part of me hopes that someday my name will be cleared and I can finish those last few credits.
But...until then, I'm probably stuck working for the Nerd Herd.
[Locked to Sarah]
I know Bryce had good intentions and all from that file we saw. And...I sorta like a total ass for hating him as long as I did for that.
I hate to sound kinda ungrateful or whatever but...think maybe someday someone can sorta know I didn't cheat? I mean...I get it. The truth wouldn't be quite told to the non-CIA folks but maybe some sorta cover story-
*pauses*
Y-you know what...never mind. Forget I asked. [/unlocked]
Muse: Chuck Bartowski
Fandom: Chuck
Word Count (excluding quoted text): 348
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OOC: Yeah, that line really kills me cause Chuck really isn't safe in cars. No matter which car it is.
Oooh, thanks for the link! Went and watched it. Looks like such fun!
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Although, well...I mean, she did have to keep an eye on me so I dunno how many of those other ones interested her.
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But...I dunno if she'll ever go that way. I'd like that...but, I dunno.
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I bet she was just as unhappy when you did.
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But that was then and so much has happened since then.
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