The End Came Two Steps Closer Today
I am now officially done with 4 of my 7 classes!
I got an email from one professor telling me to call her immediately regarding the final exam. Freaking out, I called as I read her phone number. Turns out, she just wanted to tell me I’m okay for the class and not to bother writing the final paper.
Text cannot express my happiness.
For the other class, the professor posted our preliminary grades we will receive if we don’t decide to take the final exam. I have hated this class, but suffice it to say I don’t have to take the final.
Happy dance, anyone?
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With the amount of joy I’m feeling right now, you’d think I was the one that was having to take (or not take. yay!) those finals. That is some fantastically great news! Man. I wish I lived close by. I’d so totally buy you a drink or two or three once school was really really over.
And how’d you know I’d be drinking come my last final?
It has been so long that I’m not even convinced yet that this will be the end.
Yay!
I know the feeling. I frustrasted some people by not celebrating my graduation until I received my diploma. Even after all my grades were in and I was sure I hadn’t failed them all, I still kept telling people, “Until it’s official, I’m not ruling out the possibility that they’ll come back to say I’m missing credits.” Like I said, people were annoyed by that but oh well. Not my concern.
I’ve been jacked around a few times on credits, so I think I’ll stop by my advisor’s office to have her doubly make sure I’m good to go. Better safe and sound than really fucking pissed-off in three weeks.
Yeah you!!
You’re gonna miss college though.
Woohoo!! Happy dance indeed!