WHEN THE GRADED TEST COMES BACK

I was nervous last Wednesday when I got my Research Methods I test back. First my professor tells me that she can't find my exam and that it may be upstairs and she'll check after class. Then I see everyone else has their test back and then my professor posts A B C on the black board so everyone knows how many received As, Bs and Cs. Then she writes the word other. I'm thinking may be that's my test isn't with the other tests because maybe I'm other. I'm thinking in my head as all of this is going on that I either failed the test or she gave me an other on my test because she couldn't read my essay responses. So now I'm sweating bullets knowing in my head that I can't wait 2 hours after the class to get my exam. Then she goes through another pile of papers and she said, "Amanda I found your test" and I'm like do I even want to see this grade? Is it worthwhile to know what I got? I'm going to have to retake it I just know it. So she hands it back to me and I'm reluctant to see it. I ask my friend who's sitting next to me what she got and she told me a 76 and I'm all oh my God what I wouldn't give to get a passing mark on such a hard test. Now I know I can retake the test if I failed but I don't want to have to do that. So I turn over my test and I see I got a 76!!!!!!!!!!!!! I couldn't believe my eyes. I was shocked that I not only passed the test but that she could read my essay responses. I was soooo relieved. I told the woman sitting next to me in class that I was soooo happy and she was happy for me too. All I wanted to do was pass and not have to take it again because in a few weeks we have to take the final. I couldn't believe how stressed out I was at 8:30 in the morning and as tired as I was from the night before pulling an all nighter to finish an essay for another class. I couldn't believe I had enough energy to be nervous about my exam. I'm just grateful I passed. I just hate that gut wrenching feeling the day a teacher or professor hands you back your tests or essays it's soooo nerve racking espeically when they give you a lecture about how the class could have done better on it. Man I was so proud of myself. It was a hard test. I give anyone credit who got higher than a C and those who received the other grade 1) I feel horrible for them; however, they can always retake it and 2) thank god it isn't me because I don't have time to retake that test again let alone the patience to do so. It was a good day and maybe one day I'll get my PhD.

MY FRIEND KYLE

Kyle and I have been friends for 4 years. Last year was our senior year at Mitchell College and I did a capstone presentation which is like a senior thesis. After my presentation it was time for a lunch break and Kyle was so proud of me he told all the lunch ladies, "AMANDA WOODS DID A CAPSTONE PRESENTATION AND SHE DID A GREAT JOB!!! I was waiting in line to get my ID card swiped and the cafeteria worker named Diane (only Kyle would remember her name) congratulated me and I was like why must the cafeteria workers know how I did on my capstone? They probably don't even know what a capstone is. I was so embarrassed by this and I laughed so hard so I ended up calling Kyle a new nickname "Lunch Lady Boy." He was always talking to the cafeteria workers about the menu, he was always telling them how the food was so good and that he enjoyed being at this college. It was really weird and yet really hilarious. Kyle and I will talk about this sometimes and he tells me he doesn't even know why he talked to them and he looks back on it and he's so embarrassed that he would talk to the cafeteria workers as often as he did. He is a crackup and he's my best friend.

THE WIPE OUT OF 2010

WIPE OUT!!!!!!!!

In January I was walking to the bus stop after my internship was done for the day. I was worried because the bus was going to come in two minutes and I had to cross the street yet and walk a little ways before I would have made it to the bus stop. Plus I'm wearing three inch heels which makes it difficult to walk and it is starting to snow. I was panicked because as I was crossing the street the bus was coming. I was walking fast I as I crossed the street; however, when I walked up the street to make it to the bus stop sign I was running a little bit because the bus was turning on the street so as I was walking/jog that way I could make it to the bus stop sign and as I was doing that something caught my shoe (it was a stick I didn't know that until I took a quick glance behind me) and I went SMACK DOWN on my knee cap. I was so worried about not making the bus on time and the bus still stopped for me and and even though I wasn't standing by the sign I was able to get picked up. I ignored the pain I got up really quickly and took out my pass and was happy to be on the bus.

Then as I sat down I felt an intense pain shooting in my knee and I was wearing black pants so I looked down and my knee cap had a white stain and I'm thinking oh no I must be bleeding. So when I finally get back to my apartment I am bleeding all over my knee and I'm like I'm going to have a massive scar after this fall. Sure enough my scar is permanent and the size of it has not gone down since January.

So next time I have to be more careful and not run to catch the bus. Either that or get to the bus stop sign sooner.

EMBARRASSING MOO MOMENT!!!!!!

So on one cold August day (when I was 16) I went to my grandmother's house to visit my relatives aunt, second cousins and so on. Well since one of my relatives had a 2 year old son my grandmother decided that we should all go to the Action Wildlife Foundation. I thought it was too cold to go and it was really dreary outside. Everyone wanted to go so I decided I would string along.

On our way out the door my grandmother tells me (since I'm wearing shorts I didn't expect it to be that cold outside for August) that I should bring a pair of her sweatpants. I'm talking the kind of sweatpants that have the elastic on the bottom and to top it all off they are dark purple and I'm wearing a blue shirt. TOTALLY DOESN'T MATCH!!!!! Anyway, we get to the Action Wildlife Park and it is really cold outside. I'm way to embarrassed to wear my grandmother's sweatpants. Of course she tells me that I need to wear them because she's afraid I'll catch a cold if I don't. (Typical grandmother).

So as we enter the park I see one of my high school classmates (the MOST popular girl in school and I'm wearing my grandmother's dark purple elastic pants what am I thinking???) So as I see her and go behind the bushes and pull of the sweatpants as fast as I possibly can because I am mortified at this point to be wearing such pants in front of someone I know from school.

It gets worse.....my family is really loud and really funny. Well the 2 year old cousin of mine sees the goats and my ENTIRE family is baaaaing at the sheep and my high school classmate is watching everyone do this. I am absolutely mortified that she has to be the person working there and of all things she was dating my high school crush and I was so embarrassed that she would tell him that I was there with my family!!!!

Then it gets worse....aside from the funny sweatpants, the animal sounds my family was making at the animals to entertain my cousin, my family decides they want to go on the safari and they decide to get into the 2 cars that we came in and drive the safari. Well it was really muddy outside and not even half way down the safari my aunt gets her car stuck. Now I just want to call someone to pick me up and get me out of there. So my other relative gets out of the other car and says that she can get my aunt's car out and that it will be fine. She was able to get the car out of the mud my aunt is not used to driving in mud or in snowy conditions. So I'm about ready to keel over in laughter as well as in tears. I couldn't believe my day.

My high school classmate saw all of this. She was laughing and who could blame her? I have the most embarrassing family but I love them to pieces. It's never a dull moment in the Woods/Sosnowski family.