Desperation Smells Like An Essay

Right now I should be writing a Friant paper that's due tomorrow...yet I'm writing here. What does that say about Friant's essays? I can't stand them because so far it's taken me an hour and a half to pick the poem and write a paragraph and a half. Looks like there's a long night ahead. What's the point if he doesn't read them for content? And just once I would like a positive comment, not much, even a generic "good job" would do, anything is better than the red marks scouring every one of my proofread sentences. Seventeen more sentences to go--only two continents and a world away.