Setting the Curve

I find it funny that most people use their blogs to either brag to the world about how perfect their families seem, to show how spiritual they are, or tell funny stories and experiences. I have had hilarious conversations with friends (you know who you are) about different blogs that we stumble across that seem to epitomize exactly what I have described. I tend to believe that I use my blog mostly as a way of posting pictures so that my family and friends in other states know what is happening in my life. However, I am going to go on a limb and tell an experience just so that I can have people comment and tell me how amazing I am. I am in need of an ego boost. (sarcasm)

Throughout the week of finals I found myself constantly trying to find enough time to study for my five exams. I took the easiest ones on Monday and Tuesday, knowing that I would save the worst and dreaded ones for Wednesday morning and evening. I did surprisingly well on the first two and as I began to study Tuesday night for my next final, I felt very exhausted. I had been running on less than five hours a sleep and had been working six hour days. I went to meet a fellow classmate to fill out our study guide and quiz each other on certain aspects of our health class. After having studied for three hours well into the night, I came home feeling unprepared for the final I was scheduled to take in five hours. I went to bed and woke up with a pit in my stomach wondering if I had actually studied the correct information. I picked up my friend and we got there just as the final was starting. I said a little prayer (of course), and my professor proceeded to pass out the exam. It was fifty questions and as I read through them, I just keep thinking to myself, "There is no way that i know all of these. either i am really smart or the lord is really blessing me." I finished all the questions in about thirty minutes and as I rechecked every answer I thought, "Wow i did amazing on this test that i had hardly studied for." I put down my pencil and gathered my things before heading to where the professor was sitting. I handed him my test and he asked, "How was it?" I responded, "I'm pretty sure I just set the curve." He laughed and said, "Do you really think so?" I laughed and said, "Yep, I'm pretty sure. Will you let me know if I do?" He said, "Yeah I will."

Two days later, I was at Disneyland waiting in line for space mountain when I get an email on my phone. I open it and it says, "You were right. You set the curve. Have a great summer." I laughed and proceeded to get on the ride.

I think my head grew a little because as I put my hat back on after the ride, it felt a little tight. What can I say? I set the curve. I am blessed.