Finally – all the stressing (and whining and crying) I have done this summer (okay, to be truthful – years of stressing, whining and crying) over taking and completing this most hateful and dreaded course has come to a resolution.
I am happy (relieved, grateful, overjoyed, exuberant, ah, well, you get the picture) to report that I passed the #!*-*$!# class with a…drumroll,please: a C! Yeah, I know, there goes the overall GPA, but who cares! I passed Algebra! And I am alive, well, and still (relatively speaking) sane.
