I woke up purposefully late missing my first, and pointless non-credit, class in order to mentally prepare myself for my first real college exam in History 201. In terms of preparation, I cuddled with my pillows, spoke to God, and went a size up on my cup of Hot Chocolate that morning. Of course, everyone was standing outside of class earlier than usual, quizzing each other while I squeezed myself on a bench pretending to read a page in my book. I closed the book, crossed my legs, already mentally accepting the fact that I am about to take an L on my first exam. But in the end, it turned out that the exam wasn't so bad after all, and that I knew all of the material on that paper. I'm not expecting an A+, but I don't believe I failed. Yay Jesus.
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