Underpants Update.

They were indeed quite lucky.

Aside from a few personal events, which I am not going to publicly announce, but suffice it to say I was quite tickled before my classes even started.

I went to find out why I hadn’t received my diploma yet. Turns out, due to clerical error, I didn’t graduate. The graduation office grunt was actually courteous (which never happens) and helpful, and solved the problem within 15 minutes. So, I graduated Monday.

In Instrumental Analysis, which seems to get out late more often than on time, the professor looked at his schedule and realized we were a full lecture ahead of schedule. So we actually got out a few minutes early. And then my math class was canceled.

Other fun little things, like the book I wanted actually being in the library, kept happening until lab. Nathing can make that lab any better, again due to reasons I am staying mum on.

Anyway, I had an instrumental test today, and a P-chem test yesterday, and my anxiety hasn’t settled yet. Possibly because I didn’t wear my lucky underpants, but I just didn’t think it would be fair to my classmates. And repeats are gross.

So, in summation, my underpants luck charge did not dissipate from boing rolled inside snakeskin print fabric for two years. In case you ever need to know about expiration dates. Or luck. Or my knickers. I don’t know. Why are you even reading this?