Finals, I will kick your collective butt

I changed my mind, I will totally relish these last six days despite the finals that will either make or break this semester. I woke up to an email from my humanities professor with my latest paper grade attached . . . despite convincing myself that I'd certainly gotten no higher than a C, I aced it and could only laugh. So now it's time for a clean sweep of these crazy classes because when I'm sitting across from my grandfather at dinner on Christmas Eve and he asks me about my grades, I am determined to both shock and delight the crowd with my results and that's all I have to say about that!