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Grades!
So, this is the part where I babble and all the non-Arts and Crafts Humanities majors throw things at me.
I actually got an A in my Amer Lit class! Hurrah! I'm guessing my prof either didn't notice or didn't care about my final's lateness and/or general suckiness. Or, since he apparently thought the stupid exam questions where good, maybe he thought my final was likewise good. Also, I checked my online grades for the semester and definitely got a 666.5 out of 700. Heh. All my other grades were pretty much what I expected (and good), except for psych, where I got a B+. Not that this is bad, but I thought I'd probably get something involving an A, since I had A/A-'s on my 2 previous exams. However, it turned out my self-analysis kind of sucked. Ah well. That's probably meaningful in some way, but I'm choosing not to care. That might explain it, actually...
Anyways, in conclusion, I am awesome. Thank you.
I am now awaiting Marge's virtual stomping of my virtual report card.
Also, work sucks. As does 6:00 AM and my dad's parking space.
I actually got an A in my Amer Lit class! Hurrah! I'm guessing my prof either didn't notice or didn't care about my final's lateness and/or general suckiness. Or, since he apparently thought the stupid exam questions where good, maybe he thought my final was likewise good. Also, I checked my online grades for the semester and definitely got a 666.5 out of 700. Heh. All my other grades were pretty much what I expected (and good), except for psych, where I got a B+. Not that this is bad, but I thought I'd probably get something involving an A, since I had A/A-'s on my 2 previous exams. However, it turned out my self-analysis kind of sucked. Ah well. That's probably meaningful in some way, but I'm choosing not to care. That might explain it, actually...
Anyways, in conclusion, I am awesome. Thank you.
I am now awaiting Marge's virtual stomping of my virtual report card.
Also, work sucks. As does 6:00 AM and my dad's parking space.