Can it get any stupider that this?

I have lots of weird story from my surprisingly not so boring life and I'm gonna tell you one of them because this one actually affect my future life (Holy fuck, that's some serious shit I just said). Back when I was still a freshman in college, I was so creative like I'd put a sign "FOR SALE PLEASE CALL 0812-SUCK-MY-DICK-309" on my friend's window car (well, that SUCK-MY-DICK thing wasn't real, what real was that I gave my other friend's number but I should have written SUCK-MY-DICK cause it's funnier) or surprised my other friend by having her bra and undies duct taped to her room's door and then did it again but this time I gave her double surprises by wrapping her door with newspapers all over and so when she ripped it she could find her bra and undies duct taped to her door again.

Those actions did nothing to harm me because instead of being hated, my friends thought they were funny too (I guess that's what I thought they felt), but this one did. So, I was in a class, I don't really remember I guess it was some kind of culture class or something. The lecturer asked us to make a 12 pages biographical papers about some people and their struggle with their life or whatever. Seriously it was like 5 fucking years ago, you don't expect me to remember what kind of task my lecturer asked, right? RIGHT? Anyway, so I chose my friend whose experience was about how she got discriminated when she was still in high school for being Chinese. So I made the paper with the help of this good friend of mine (and by being helped I mean, she did basically 60% of the writing. *asshole shrug* what can I say I was just so lazy). I submitted the paper to the lecturer and BAM! she liked it and even showed it to the class. By the end of the semester, I thought I could get an A from that paper and like expected by all of you, I got B. Why it affects my future? Because after I got graduated I thought of applying scholarship for Master degree and then I realized that my GPA was only 3,24 and the required minimum GPA for the scholarship was 3,25. There goes my scholarship....

4 years later, my sister who took the same major and university as me, also took that fucking class and still with the same lecturer. And that lecturer showed to the class some of the fine example of how to make a biographical paper and my sister said that one of them was mine. Of course I was questioning, if it was a great paper how come she gave me a B. But then I remember why....... I changed the name of the main character in that paper with the name Panty Liner. Motherfucker.