Singing in the Rain

I passed my english class with flying colors. A perfect score. (Thanks for the brain rub Magali, i got another thing as well ;D) Throughout the whole train ride i was getting nervous. The closer i got, the more revolting my stomach felt. I couldn't remember feeling so nervous (besides last Friday ;)). I kept thinking bad things all through the ride. All this blogging has definitely paid off. As i foretold, most of the freshman were too airheaded to understand how important the test was. There was a girl in my class who couldn't stand the teacher. I thought he was pretty good. When she got her score, she BARELY passed. A 5+ and a 5- would've automatically failed her. But the goodhearted teacher was lenient on her and gave her a 6- (its required if there's 2 equal numbers, the professor of the student evaluate them as well). I pointed out that if it wasn't for him, she wouldn't have moved on to the next level. There was about 1/4 of the class who didn't pass the exit exam. As all freshmen do, they started asking everyone whether they passed or not. It was kind of disrespectful for the ones who didn't ( I was once in that position). Few people got double 6's and i was one of them =). I literally jumped with joy in front of the professor lol. Then i was off to get me some breakfast at McDonald's ( i miss the egg mcmuffins) and i found my old manager Joey. (Wtf?!) I started talking to him for awhile and told him how much i missed the skank. I got a 3rd number haha. How strange that Pedro wasn't around. Either way, people were exchanging numbers to old classmates to keep in contact over the holidays. I hung out with some college friends, then with some of their friends, and eventually found Pedro (i see him everywhere) and Ana came with us. We talked about the old days and random things that came into mind. Pretty cool day...with droopy snowflakes.