i made that class my bitch

I got my grade today for ASL 1. I totally rocked that class to pieces. I got 387.8 points out of 390 possible points, which is a 99.4%. This makes me very happy. I did all my homework and only missed one class (and that was for the Deaf, Deaf World thing in Stillwater). I am so proud of me.

Yay!

I even felt kind of sad this morning that I don't have class today. I like class.

But now I get to rest and get good and bored so I will be ready when next semester starts. That is my plan, anyway.

On an unrelated note, I was going to go back and find my New Year's Resolution blog from last year but I decided that would be a bad idea because even though I'm sure my resolutions were good I don't need to be going back to that headspace I was in a year ago. I am a different person now. I don't know that Natalie anymore, which is weird but completely true.

Anyway. Going back to school-related stuff, fucking TCC still hasn't processed my financial aid and I am really pissed about it. Those bastards. Every time I call them they're just like, "You just have to wait..." I'm tired of fucking waiting. They should not still be processing shit for a semester that is over in two days. That is ridiculous. I don't even care about this semester. I want to know about next semester. Ugh. Whatever. It'll all work out. Somehow.

the things we do for love

I love my sister. I love her a whole lot. But. I absolutely hate getting up at 5am to take her to work. Even when she bribes me with a breakfast sandwich from QuikTrip. Even when I go to Starbucks and they give me free coffee because it is dead and before 6 and they like me.

Because it is 10am and I am so fucking tired. But I will survive just fine, if sleepily. I have a quiz today, and it is the least-mattering quiz, ever, I think, because the lowest two quiz grades will be dropped and I have consistently gotten 20 out of 20 or 19 out of 20, so, unless I get a perfect score, it will help my grade naught. (That sentence has a lot of commas in it. Whatevs.) Not that I'm worried about my grade. I forecast an "A" in the class. I am curious to see how I did on my story, though. (Mom made me perform it, while speaking so they could understand, at Thanksgiving.)

The semester is almost over. Class today and then the Final next Tuesday.

Hey kids, I just looked at my grades online, and I got a 49.8/50 on my story!!! Fantastic!!! When I saw it I thought, immediately, "That must be a mistake," because I thought I did pretty bad on it. But. I always misunderestimate myself. You guys know that.

So. Yayzers!!!

p.s. I received two texts this morning of "Good morning, Sunshine." Heh.