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Originally posted by Xythar
Phew, no grades till Monday. That means I still have a few days left to live.
And, they weren't SATs, they were the MCAS; Massachusetts' fairly new standardized tests.
And my grades aren't even that bad. I know I have three B's, two A's, and two unknowns, but I'm going to get hell for that anyway. The term "ludicrously high expectations" comes to mind. 
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It sounds like an 80's sitcom series. But it could go the other way too. My parents have never cared what kind of grades I get. They've always been good, so I don't get flack, but I don't get praised or rewarded either.