Well last semester I took a statistics class. The worst class ever and hardest. I complained several times to the Dean of Math about my teachers. Yes that is pleural. I had two teachers, and two that didn't speak good english. Like statistics isn't hard enough, give me two teachers that don't speak my language. I just knew this class was going to ruin my perfect 4.0 and sure enough it did. However I thought I was going to get a B in the class best case senerio but I got an A- and I couldn't be happier. It isn't an A but it isn't a B either. Somehow I must have gotten a good grade on my last test and final. I never found out the scores on either of them, but maybe I did good or maybe me complaining to the Dean got me an A-? Do you think.....?
Bell has found a new home. After I put her up for FREE on ksl.com, I got a ton of calls. The first little old lady that came to look at her snatched her right up. I was really surprised because Bell snapped at her right off, but I guess things are going well now. The lady called me later in the day, and said, "thank you, thank you. Bell is the dog I've waited for my whole life." She said that Bell just followed her around all day and the neighborhood kids love her. I'm so relieved.
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