The grades are slowly coming in and I dislike them. Some are pretty good but not good enough. I'm probably the dumbest person in my family. Anyway, I'm just a lowly history major when they are engineer/lawyer/teacher types. I'm just unsure of my place.

Enough sad stuff, let's get to the happy stuff. To hell with grades and tests. I still have two to go and they are complete crap and I'm excempt from taking them. I'm not really, but that mode of thinking keeps me from throwing a fit(and a chair). Archaeology may have been fun and all but tests hurt. My grade in the class is, well lets not say it but we'll say we did. My communications test supposedly is easier than anything in the whole wide world. Come on! We all know me! I tend to mess up more on an easy thing. Just refer to my love life(S&G).

T-minus 39:16:00. AND COUNTING!!
Damn Mary, now you have me doing it!!! (Thanks).