Aaaaaaaah!

It’s officially over.

Stats- I know I have an A– because I didn’t have to take the final.

Research Methods I- I’m pretty damn certain I’m getting an A.  I smoked the final, and I got an A on the research proposal paper.  I had a low A as an average, so that one feels alright.

Honors Legacy of Arts & Letters- ACK!  I thought I was at a solid 88%.  Turns out I was at a solid 89.5%.  Technically, before the final, I was barely an A.  I don’t know if he rounds up.  Ack, fuck.  I am sure I did fine on my final, and I know the essay I turned in was beautifully written, and I think I did okay on the exam… if I get a 90% on the exam, I’m at 89.6%.  Do you think he’ll round up?  I don’t know!!!!! Aaaah!!  And if I got a 95% on the final, then I’m at a solid A for the semester.  Fuck. fuck fuck fuck.

I know, a B won’t hurt me.  I thought I was getting a B in the class.  But now, now… there’s this minute possibility for an A, and now I’m going to be neurotically checking my grades every two minutes.  Shite!!!!!

In other good news, I got an extra $3000 in financial aid.  Of course, I don’t get half of it until next semester.  Which is only a month away.

Which is veddy veddy good.

I think I’ll pay off my car.

Aaaaah!

Now.  Now I can be as irresponsible as I desire.  I looooove it!

I think I’ll read me a book.  Maybe finish Atlas Shrugged.  Maybe I’ll have a beer and play the piano.  Maybe, I don’t know, maybe I’ll check and see if my grades have been entered a week early!?!?!

Fuck.