One man's trash...

People often seem to want what they can't have. The grass is greener on the other side, and a lot of the time it doesn't really matter what the grass is, the neighbor's grass is better.
People think I'm crazy, but I want something that I have never been able to have. I have never made a C, and it's due to no fault or "good doing" on my part. No matter how much I slack off, I always make good grades. On one essay that I wrote during my undergrad the professor wrote the following "Everything that you wrote is completely wrong, but I like the way you wrote it." and I got a B+. How can a person make a B+ on an essay in a literature class when they don't even know what the book is about?? When I was applying to do student teaching I asked my very favorite professor, Dr. Brown, for a recommendation. He told me the following "You are an awful student and there's no way that you'll be a good teacher." He wrote the recommendation anyway, and I hope that I've at least sorta proved him wrong. All throughout college I never studied and never worked hard, but I still never made a C. Anyone who has ever had a class with me, sat beside me in a meeting or conference knows that I do not pay attention and do not listen. And there never seems to be any consequence for me.
My time as a student will be coming to an end this summer. I'm tired of "studying", so I decided that beginning this semester I would slack off and make Cs for the rest of my student days. I have been working hard and have been making a conscious effort to do mediocre work. I have only read 1 chapter of over 20 chapters of assigned reading in the past 6 weeks, and that chapter was read during a teacher training when I was supposed to be listening to something else. Last week I turned in a project. I turned in 10 pages stapled together, bullet points instead of paragraphs, and did not include concrete examples that the professor asked for. I have no idea what my classmates wrote, but they turned in binders and portfolios full of papers with something written on them. I was so sure that I had earned my C. Got it back today, and I got a 96. Took a midterm tonight, and I hadn't read any of the books for this class, and had taken no notes in class because I was too busy playing with my pipe cleaners and play doh. I don't know my grade yet, but I knew how to answer all of the 6 essay questions.
People think I'm crazy, but I really want to make a C before my days as a student are over. I'm mad and disappointed because I don't seem capable of doing it, no matter how hard I try. I am really frustrated, and I know that people think I'm just being a brat, but this is something that I really want. What good is making good grades if you have done nothing to earn it? If I got my C, it would mean something to me. Education is nothing if it is not meaningful.