My Daily Dosage of High Blood Pressure

Tuesday night, I logged into my banner account for school to see if my final grade for my senior portfolio had been posted (I’ve been checking every day, I’m a little obsessive). There was something posted alright — AN INCOMPLETE! My application for grad school just went into review! Not going to lie: I cried.

I cried real hard. (That’s my New Jersey accent shining through)

And my mother, in her infinite wisdom, tried to calm me down by listing off all the things I don’t do correctly in my life. Did you know-that my lack of attention to the dusting is directly related to my school work? Who knew?

I emailed my professor about it and went to bed. Well, I went to my room and laid down on my bed. It was a fairly hysterically night.

I woke up in the morning and saw that my professor hadn’t replied yet. So I called and left a message proceeded to cry a little more.

Because I’m an adult.

Eventually my professor did email me back. I have an A. I just graduated Magna Cum Laude.

Now I’m just waiting to hear back on my grad school application. Not gonna cry. I’m not gonna cry.

 

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