A Triumph of Sorts

Being done with a class that you thought was going to completely clobber you and knowing that you totally rocked it. . .Definitely an awesome feeling. Doesn't quite beat the putting-on-clothes-fresh-from-the-dryer-feeling. But it's high on the list. Sure, much of my thinking I was doomed was complete paranoia. But still!

Hooray for being done with lab. One class down, four to go.

I'll try to suck less at the whole updating thing soon. Promise.