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I...holy crap...yeah...I got an 81.5 as a final grade in my French class...so unless I get below a 45 on my final, I'll have the "C" I need...which may be possible since I just finished and dear god was it ever painful. I'm going to be on the edge until I get my score back. I've never felt my brain blank out as badly as on that test. Owie. On a brighter note, I got a 95 on my Brit Lit term paper, which makes me do a happy butt dance. Now I just have to write my term paper and wait to hear how I did in Tamer's Torture For English Majors class, and I'll be able to breathe. I like breathing. It's good for my whole body. Tee hee. I believe I've cracked darlings. It'll make it easier to write this paper, ne?