So while the class was over and the studying was behind me, I didn't feel like I could truly relax about it until I had seen my grade. I checked obsessively starting on Saturday morning, when I nearly had a heart attack because I saw an "I/F" grade staring me in the face, and it took me a few minutes to get used to the new interface and figure out that the I/F was from spring quarter of 2008, when I foolishly thought I could study for prelims while on maternity leave. Once that scare was over, I logged in multiple times a day, worried that maybe they had lost my registration and that I wasn't *actually* registered for class, and wondered if they'd let me re-do the final or make me take the whole class over again if I failed. And then finally, after much stress and anxiety, my grade was posted.
Hallelujah! Apparently I must have struck some kind of awful bargain with a higher power, because then this happened...
Is this punishment because I spit out communion when I was 7? If they start winning Super Bowls, does that mean I need to convert back to a religion?