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Last ceramics class tonight. Semester officially over. Very tired. Sneezed nonstop for the whole three and a half hours. Still sneezing. After wash hair, take Benadryl.

My friend peeked and found out what grade teacher's giving me: an astounding B. Was sure I'd get a D. Now average won't be dragged down. Can't believe I got a B, considering the ugly crap I put out. My presentation went okay. I went last. Nobody had much to say about my crap. I used some reverse psychology to get positive feedback on one of my pieces. That was smart of me. I tricked them into thinking it was good by saying, "I'll start with this piece, which is a dismal failure." For some reason that made them jump to tell me what they liked about it, including the teacher. I'm a lousy ceramics artist but I'm good and tricky. Sometimes good and tricky is enough.

Not one of my pieces isn't incredibly ugly. I'm actually sort of impressed that I can turn out such consistently ugly work. The last bowl, my last chance for a successful bowl, got put into the kiln which turned out to be a broken kiln, so everything in it got ruined. I like to think that that was a bowl that would've turned out a perfect masterpiece. No cracked or drippy glaze, no lopsidedness. Yes, that bowl must have been perfect.

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