O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You’ve fallen cold and dead.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Second Lab Test
Ugh. Things have been busy. On Monday we had our second lab test. With the scoring, I wasn't sure just what my final grade would be. It was 20/20 (with one extra credit question, so 20 out of a possible 21 - still 95%). I think I'm doing well.