A big deal.

After lunch on Monday I was at my practicum Elementary School and in the hall way I ran into one of the girls from my program who'd gone home and checked her email during lunch. Remediation plans from Dr. Swift's class had come through. 

I asked how bad it was and her face went stressed, bad. It was bad. She told me she'd done badly on the final, but wouldn't qualify that until I told her that'd I'd gotten a 77% on my final. (FYI, a 77% on a Swift test is kind of AMAZING). Anyway. So I was super stressed. I went home and with trepidation checked my email. 

My inbox showed the following email: 

I am a rockstar!