Closure.

I forgot to mention that earlier this week I got my grades in the mail. My work paid off in the end, even if I wish it could've come to me sooner. BUT, no regrets. And so I guess I officially have closure on Sophmore year. I tried my best in the end, studied my ass off for finals, and proved to everyone (or rather, myself) that I could do it.

So here it is...the one...the only...SOPHMORE YEAR TRANSCRIPT!!! *drumroll please*

Surprise! When I said my grades were bad, I meant it. See, almost everyone has this image of me as being some A student who, by "bad grades", means like a B or something. No. I wasn't exagerrating my academic struggles this year. It was hell. But I lived through it. Barely. Yet I would like to say that I am extremely proud of myself. Just in case you can't read it, as far as finals go, I got an A- on the English final, a B- on the French final project, a B on the World History final, a C on the Chem final, a B+ on the Religion final project, and an A- on the Alg II final. Do you realize how much those final grades brought up my semester grades? Think of it this way- my GPA went from a 1.71 to a 2.43. That's over a .7 increase, which is a lot for a GPA to change. Yes, it's still a low GPA, but I can honestly say I'm proud of how I improved the last few weeks of school.

There. I have unveiled another hidden part of me yet again. There is still so much you don't know, but all in due time, my friends. For now, be satisfied that you have seen the manifestation of my feelings of failure. For the last time.

Goodbye Sophmore year. We had a bad relationship but I'm glad to see I ended it as best I could.

You no longer have any power over me.

This is my closure.

--Lauren

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