Starving, crazed weasels
May 6th, 2006 by Ajay
My leg hurts and Nami and Drew seem to have gotten their grades, so I lurched, hunchback of Notre Dame style to the mailbox. Lo and behold, in much the same way a flaming airplane lands, the grades have appeared in my mail-hole. Not male-hole. Bestowed upon me were one “A”, one “B-”, and one “C-”. A 3.0 for the final term, and a 3.255 average for the 4 hellish years spent in Torturous Exile. It looks like the degree will actually arrive now.
Hooray, hooray, here’s a picture of something offensive I drew.






May 6th, 2006 at 11:54 am
Congratulations! 3.255 is a damn good GPA. Did your receipt come with your grades?