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And I'm studying like a mad eejit with these self-quizzes I made.
Expectations:
And then watch as the reality is:
:( Save me, Santa Muerte.
Good news: We got a mock Anatomy final. I was convinced, on leaving, that I'd gotten a 60 at best. A few days later, Professor MicroBio Teacher came in and said that the grades were abysmal and that she was worried for us.
Got back my grade, fully expecting a big ol' F. Instead, got an 86. Which is my lowest grade in anatomy, but far better than I expected. Guess I do know the stuff and I don't need to puke myself sick over that final, at least.
Ah well, back to Biz Law. Don't take offense if I'm wickedly silent until the 10th.
Expectations:
And then watch as the reality is:
:( Save me, Santa Muerte.
Good news: We got a mock Anatomy final. I was convinced, on leaving, that I'd gotten a 60 at best. A few days later, Professor MicroBio Teacher came in and said that the grades were abysmal and that she was worried for us.
Got back my grade, fully expecting a big ol' F. Instead, got an 86. Which is my lowest grade in anatomy, but far better than I expected. Guess I do know the stuff and I don't need to puke myself sick over that final, at least.
Ah well, back to Biz Law. Don't take offense if I'm wickedly silent until the 10th.