Exam #1 = success. Perhaps it was luck or a true accomplishment, but I'm relieved/happy/amused (especially because my schedule allows for little time to study.) Upon opening my email this evening, here is what I found from my instructor:
Catherine,
I just wanted to e-mail and congratulate you on your exam score. There were some difficult concepts in the acid-base and respiratory modules. I am proud of you and your hard work!
Mrs. F
Yep. I'll take that. It's not a bad way to start off a semester. Here's to ending on an equally high note (or just one that is above a C.)
The family. We are a little band of characters trudging through life, sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that binds us all together.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
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