The light I see isn’t a freight train.

Some of us got our papers back today.

I got a 98 on my paper. The one that was on Exercise During Pregnancy.

A ninety-eight.

Damn. I’ve aced both the exams, but it’s not enough to say I aced the paper. I got a 98 on my paper. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten such a high mark on any heavily graded item, let alone a paper.

My practicum is 10 AM on May 11th. Final is 5PM on the following Wednesday, the 13th, usual classtime. It’s so weird to be so close to the end. It’s so nice not to be stressed out right now. I’m not stressed at all. If anything, it’s a eustress. There’s still a little studying to be done, no doubt, but I feel so far away from that feeling of being overwhelmed that used to sweep over me. Stuff for the practicum I know. Stuff we’ve gone over past couple classes hasn’t been anything complicated or hard.

I just see other people killing themselves this time of year and it’s so goddamn nice to relax and enjoy the ride. I should very well ace the class. Man, that’ll feel nice. I imagine I’ll feel similar when I finally get that piece of paper later next month.

I got a 98 on my paper. :: smiles :: Yeah. I’m going to make it this time.