OH MY. So last week in Statistics we were working on a chapter I was pretty confident about.
Took the test feeling I aced it. Wrong. D-. So, I wanted to punch something. Then I missed half a class, and didn't know what was happening from then on. So I decided to stay after yesterday, and Mrs. Greer helped me for 1 hour, and it ALL-MADE-SENSE.
It was the best thing ever. My goal this, my last and final, year is to get an A in that class.
Ah, pray for me.
P.S. Met a fellow Bruin yesterday. She's a mom now and everything, but she was like, 'I love Mountain View! My husband went to Provo, and I'm like, Pssssh, ghetto.'
Don't you love us?