Anatomy confessions.

I have a confession.
I text my Anatomy teacher pretty regulary
 
Actually, anyone can. She gave out her number for that reason-- easier to answer questions by text than phone call or email these days. But she and I knew each other through the spa before I ever took the class. I chose her class because I knew her, not knowing a thing about her teaching style and just hoping for the best.
 
She was the best thing that could've happened to me for this course-- an angel sent from the Anatomy gods, obviously. I really lucked out because she's a fantastic teacher.
 
She text me earlier to tell me what my lecture final grade was. I told her I had been refreshing my screen (literally every minute) but appreciated it. I was actually worried about my lab final, but she said it would be tomorrow before those were graded. Then, at 10 p.m. tonight.... I got the text...
"Hey! Congrats! 93 on lab, 92 overall in the class!"
 

.....what. NU UH!!! I still don't know how I pulled that off-- I really was expecting it to be much worse. But sure enough, it's there in black and white.

I actually pulled off an A in this PAINFUL class.

A class some people have to take multiple times, mind you.


I am just beyond excited. One more final tomorrow morning at 8 (hey, might as well get it out of the way...) and I'm done for a WHOLE MONTH!!