Holy mother-of-fuck. My professor finally got the grade up for my trigonometry final. I got an 86.5% - which is a LOT better than I thought I did, like a whole letter grade better, I seriously fucked up and didn't study enough.
I got a 95.6% in the class.
I got an A, and it's at a percentage that I can actually be proud of.
I am so happy right now, you have no idea, I want to scream and throw things (it's a bit screwed up that this is my happy reaction).
If I pulled off an A in my other two classes, this semester was totally not a wash.
And either way, I am so proud of myself for doing so well in trigonometry. I love math, and I'm anticipating doing quite well in calculus 1 next semester so long as I actually study.
Also I was listening to the Ukulele Anthem today, before this grade came in, and the line 'just because your grades are bad doesn't mean you're failing' made me feel better. Not that my grades are bad. But they're bad for me, this semester.