She texts me: Can I call u?
I text back: Yep.
I keep the phone in my hand because I don't know how she is and I immediately worry. Is she okay? Where is she? Did someone hurt her? It rings and I pounce on it.
She says: I MADE A 99 ON MY SPANISH TEST!!
That's not true. I wrote that she said it? It was actually somewhere between screaming and singing.
She has now realized that it's the mystery of college that makes you come unglued before you get there. I had told her that if she applies the same discipline that she did in high school, she'll do just fine. Now she knows it. I'm proud of her. She knows that too.