Finals start this week, and everyone is a mass of stress and anxiety. The woman who sits next to me in trigonometry showed up with angry, red, cyst-like zits on her face, which was gratifying because I had broken out, too.
I’m hanging on to As in all three classes, and I plan on celebrating with a facial regardless of the final outcome because summer will be spent working and reading Schaum's Outlines for Precalculus.
I'm telling you, folks, this Second Coming of my inner nerd girl better pay off with a UC degree, or I'll, I'll . . . I'll - well, I don't know what I'll do but it'll be desperate!
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