One hell of a week
OK, here goes.
Friday before last: Last day of classes. WOOHOO!
Monday before last: English final. 20 minutes late to the final due to extremely bad traffic, but I finish on time and feel good about it. Overall grade in class: A-. Not bad.
Wednesday before last: Ecology final. 2 hour period to take test, I finish in 70 minutes, but I wait so that I'm not being a smart ass by finishing really really early and pissing people off. And I wait. And wait. And wait. 5 minutes before the end of the testing period people begin to get up and hand their tests in. Wow. Overall grade in class: B (wtf, asshole teacher, I should've had an A- at worst, blarg). Still, not entirely bad.
Thursday before last: Quantitative Analysis (fancy terms for a 300-level chemistry class) final. DAMN. That test was absolutely brutal. Just, WOW. Overall grade in class: B (WOO HOO!), I am quite pleased by this.
So after the final-final was over, I call Ben and ask if he's coming over to Seattle to have lunch w/ me and my friend. He says no, that he already went to lunch w/ a coworker and that he had a lot of work to do. SAD. However, he says he left something for me in my car this morning, and that I should hustle out there and look because he had to go to a meeting soon. So I shuffle-hustle out to my car, and I'm opening the back of the car when all of a sudden someone hugs me from behind and says, "Congratulations honey, I love you!" and there's this HUUUUGE bouquet of roses thrust into my face! ZOMG! Ben tricked me! And there really was something in the back of my car: the diploma frame I'd asked for! YAY! So Ben, my friend and I all go out and have an awesome lunch, complete with copious amounts of booze (no better way to celebrate your education than to drink yourself stupid, lol). An awesome day.
Friday before last: Last day of classes. WOOHOO!
Monday before last: English final. 20 minutes late to the final due to extremely bad traffic, but I finish on time and feel good about it. Overall grade in class: A-. Not bad.
Wednesday before last: Ecology final. 2 hour period to take test, I finish in 70 minutes, but I wait so that I'm not being a smart ass by finishing really really early and pissing people off. And I wait. And wait. And wait. 5 minutes before the end of the testing period people begin to get up and hand their tests in. Wow. Overall grade in class: B (wtf, asshole teacher, I should've had an A- at worst, blarg). Still, not entirely bad.
Thursday before last: Quantitative Analysis (fancy terms for a 300-level chemistry class) final. DAMN. That test was absolutely brutal. Just, WOW. Overall grade in class: B (WOO HOO!), I am quite pleased by this.
So after the final-final was over, I call Ben and ask if he's coming over to Seattle to have lunch w/ me and my friend. He says no, that he already went to lunch w/ a coworker and that he had a lot of work to do. SAD. However, he says he left something for me in my car this morning, and that I should hustle out there and look because he had to go to a meeting soon. So I shuffle-hustle out to my car, and I'm opening the back of the car when all of a sudden someone hugs me from behind and says, "Congratulations honey, I love you!" and there's this HUUUUGE bouquet of roses thrust into my face! ZOMG! Ben tricked me! And there really was something in the back of my car: the diploma frame I'd asked for! YAY! So Ben, my friend and I all go out and have an awesome lunch, complete with copious amounts of booze (no better way to celebrate your education than to drink yourself stupid, lol). An awesome day.