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What you’ve done for me
Is more than I can hope for
Oh, you are my friend
[Vertical Horizon]
[The Mountain Song]
Well, I guess if someone (I know I don’t have that many readers) read the post from last night, they might say I have some explaining to do. Here’s the story:
So, I checked my grades Saturday night and found out that my 4.0 had been blown by my Senior Capstone class (which, for those without background on this, is a completely ridiculous circumstance). Being that I discovered this over the weekend, it was incredibly hard to find out anything. But, my friend and I both fired e-mails at our advisor that night, and we got an angry, defensive one back in return on Sunday.
Freak out time. So, my friend met in person with our advisor today, which between that and a possible upcoming phone call between the advisor and me was what necessitated a plea for prayers. It turns out that a lot of the stuff from the angry e-mail was admitted to be false, overblown, or unfair by our advisor, and it turns out that we were actually just getting screwed by our sponsor (the financier of the project, a jerk).
My friend ended up cutting a deal with our advisor: we do testing this week as per sponsor instructions, write it up in a nice report, and the whole group gets an A in the class. This is BEST case scenario here. Everything will work out.
What’s the real clincher? My friend was a 4.0, too!
What’s another real clincher? We were the only two 4.0 graduates in all of the ME class this year!
What a mess, huh? Well, thank God, everything came out right, our advisor (not sponsor) is on our side, and my world is firmly back in place. Time to write thank you notes for graduation presents and print out a copy of my 3.97 transcript to hold up like Truman did in 1948.
I always liked Truman. Son of a gun.