There is always one course to worry about in a semester. The one you thought you might fail, the one you handed in homework to at the 11th hour, the one you were sure would be your Waterloo.
In that course, I landed a B.
Two more to go; I will post those grades as they come up. There is much less worry about those; I worked hard and honestly don't expect to get less than B's in both of them.
Got to get out the door in 5, so ta,
Bec
Class Number 2 gave me an A. Good thing-there were only two of us there.
Funny enough, Class Number 3 had its grades submitted first and it still isn't up there. I know I passed it-I just want to KNOW I passed it.
I walked home from the bus stop today-it was nice out. I needed to do it. I also printed off a big honking Skyrim map for myself. Busy weekend planned here.
Someone came and knocked on my door tonight. I know who the someone is. Five and a half months and he hasn't gotten it. Good thing in a week and a half he can go harass someone else. I should be able to turn on my damn lamp in the living room without him bothering me.
Have been watching "To The Ends of the Earth" like I planned, and got the shock of my life when Benedict Cumberbatch started to sing. The Italian was bad. The singing, however, had me going back three times just to hear it, because DAMN.
Here's a link to a clip.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=phY0WbePZuE
Um. Yeah. Jaguar in a cello. Some parts may be flammable. I think I'm smoking at the ears in a good way. Yeesh. If he doesn't do a musical at SOME point, it'll be a damn sacrilege.
And now I'm kinda mad that they didn't make him the Phantom in Phantom of the Opera. I mean, GERARD BUTLER? WTF?
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