Oh, Good Grief...
Day 2 of AP Grade Waiting: I just spent the last half hour alternating between wringing my hands, twisting my hair, and having butterflies in my stomach. Every year--mid-July-- I do this. I hide in the bathroom, run back out, see if the mail's on the table, and then run back in and cower. Mercifully, someone usually yells out that no, the AP grades have not arrived yet. Otherwise it's a very long wait to get my nerves up to poke through the mail. Am sort of wishing that I'd just paid the $8 July 1st and found out the grade then. However, am holding fast to my decision to not give one extra cent to evil, disgusting, money-grubbing College Board. Round 3 tomorrow...