Monday, July 26, 2004

Gotta. kill. forty. minutes...

I went into my math test this afternoon nearly in tears, praying that God would spare me and give me a D- anything but an F. I've not made an F the entire time I've been in college... I can't even comprehend what that would do to my grade if I made an F. Does that mean you automatically fail the class? I don't know, I've never made an F before.

I took the test, double checked every single answer and turned it in, feeling resigned.

And somehow I got an A. My first math A! Jesus is so good.

In other news:
I want to make a website like this. This is mega-super-adorable cute.

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