I took my last final today, and it could have been a lot worse. I felt like I knew most of what I was asked to do. Hopefully that will result in a better grade than the last test I took in that class. Such is life. I've got a job, so some of the pressure is off. Once you get that first job, I think the GPA becomes less important, since everyone wants work experience anyhow. Messiah graduates this weekend, and I talked to Janet briefly about going, but there isn't enough lead time and there wouldn't be anyone in the Media Center, so we'll be with the graduates in spirit, if not in body.