Don't count your chickens before they've hatched. That's how it went, wasn't it?

Firstly, my dear, dear followers:
My sincerest apologies for my abandonment. I can only imagine how you must have felt racing to your computer every spare minute to check if I've posted anything new, only to be sucker punched in the stomach with disappointment.

My first term of college is officially over. Actually, it's been over for a few days now, but it's not official until your grades are posted.
You know,I'm actually a lot like you guys. Racing to the computer to see if my lazy teachers have posted my grades, only to be sucker punched in the stomach with disappointment when there's nothing there.
Stupid, stupid girl.
In hindsight, that sucker punch was a bed of feathers compared to the karate chop I felt when my grades were FINALLY posted.
B.B.C.A
Normally I really wouldn't mind at all. I'd say hey, it could have been worse.
But no, not this time.
This time I had been counting on, no, I had been POSITIVE I would be getting A,A,A,C.
But really. I'm sure I've said this before, but bear with me: The world is out to get me.
Please allow me a few seconds to whine in peace.
IT'S NOT FAIR!!! I TRIED MY DAMN BEST!! YEAH, I PROBABLY SHOULD HAVE TURNED IN THE EXTRA CREDIT ASSIGNMENTS BUT I WAS SO SURE I WOULD GET AN A!!! MY TEACHERS HATED ME! THEY WERE RACIST! IT'S REALLY NOT MY FAULT AT ALL!!

Glad that's off my chest. Phew.
So right after I saw my grades I was hunched over, clutching my stomach in agony, panting.... the first thing I did was call my mommy. After years of experience I should have known better.
What did I get but a BIG FAT "I TOLD YOU SO". A big fat "didn't I TELL you to turn in that extra credit assignmnet?" A BIG FAT "this is ALL your fault."

Hmmmm. Well Mom, "I told you so has a brother...."