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Monday, August 16, 2004
I am fresh out of my Latin final. And thus concludes my time with Professor Mayer. I shall miss him.

It was every bit as hard as I expected, and I left out a full third of the test. A whole section. Simply couldn't make sense of it. I wrote him a little note about it. So I can't hope for more than 66% anyway, which I believe is just barely passing. Furthermore, I did a lot of guessing for that other 66%, so there's not much chance I passed this, lenient as he is.

However, the other first-years and I have discussed the good professor's generous grading policies and all agree that he bases them on effort-- not even effort, but intent to do well. So if I factor in the pity points and the knowledge that he is aware that all I want to do is get my credits and get out, hope for a passing grade is not entirely lost. If I can get my pity points, all will be well.

And if not, at least I can flunk with the knowledge that I didn't deserve to pass.

So I feel fine about it. Scared, but okay.

I suck at Latin.