Well, I’ve made it through the first week and I’ve only cried once. Yes, precisely once, when I realized I’d made one REALLY stupid error that brought my nearly perfect transcription to a B+. Traumatizing, I know. My family is waiting for Earth to spin off its axis. I, on the other hand, have been calculating what I’ll need to do to ensure that this transgression does not have a major effect on my final average. My very academic friend tells me that she passed easily and her assignment grades were a mix of “the good, the bad, and the ugly”. How come that doesn’t give me the warm fuzzies?
Week 1 down. Only 14 to go.