Yay, D

I'm afraid my disasterous test paid off with a lovely grade of D. And not the 68% kind of D, no, it was the 60% kind of D. The kind that if it was one percent lower it would be an F. I really don't know what to think of this. I don't think I've ever even gotten a B on a test...so this was a nice awakening to the joys of failure. In fact, the class average was an F. An F. The average.

So, for the rest of the day I felt like a miserable failure. In addition to my D, I was hammered by my workshop group for my essay on Christ as a teacher. I tried to explain that it was written solely for a Christian audience, but they didn't take to kindly to that either. One lady said, "I like how it's about spirituality, but maybe you should take all the Jesus stuff out of your essay, yeah, take Jesus out of your essay." Which was kinda confusing considering the essay IS ABOUT JESUS! But whatever. And then I ripped a hole in my favorite pair of jeans on my bike. GOSH, NOBODY!

I told Christine how I felt like like was sucking at life. She was so awesome, bringing me back to reality and telling me I just need to give it up to Christ because I'd been doing it all myself. She hit the nail on the head, I was trying to do everything myself, so as of yesterday, I'm not doing anything myself anymore. Sometimes we just need a swift kick in the butt to remind us of where we stand in this spectrum of eternity. And seriously, that test, it doesn't matter not even one miniscule in the sceme of life. Sometimes I just need to remember that. So Christine made me feel better, and then I met Kyle for coffee, and that made me feel better because I got to hear a lovely story about raising four kids on his own, while going to school, and going to work, and heaven knows I can't remember the name of his 'favorite' kid, was it Evanescence? :) Anyway, and I went to work and bought grocieries which is one of my favorite things to do, the grocieries, not the work. Oh, and then I had Good Breakfast Day last night - happy happy, joy joy.

Then I got a box from my preshie mommy and she sent me a card that said, "Now you can look awesome at Eller next year." I looked in the box and she had bought me a new suit and pink shirt and sent this month's issue of Relevant. She's so wonderful! Man, I miss my family.