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In the wake of yesterday's hell, today has been infinitely better. I met with my Latin professor and sorted through how to handle the situation from yesterday morning. I originally thought I was going to have to take a C in the class, but he assured me today that my grades from before now are too high for that. Whew. I just have to make up the test that I missed and turn in the book report that was due and my grade will be adjusted. I'll be bordering on an A or a B, depending on how much I bust my ass this weekend studying for the make-up test. Needless to say, this morning was a huge relief.
Before all this crap happened, I'd been coming to the growing conclusion that my scholastic efforts were far from where they needed to be. Senioritis hit me pretty hard in the middle of last semester, and basically it never went away. Until yesterday afternoon. I have never felt so determined to work my ass off. The seemingly inescapable shadow of failure scared me into diligence, and while I hate that I slipped up so badly, I am thankful that something came along to whip me into place.
I've got more to write later, but I'll finish this when I have more time to concentrate.
Before all this crap happened, I'd been coming to the growing conclusion that my scholastic efforts were far from where they needed to be. Senioritis hit me pretty hard in the middle of last semester, and basically it never went away. Until yesterday afternoon. I have never felt so determined to work my ass off. The seemingly inescapable shadow of failure scared me into diligence, and while I hate that I slipped up so badly, I am thankful that something came along to whip me into place.
I've got more to write later, but I'll finish this when I have more time to concentrate.