Mom and Pop were never terribly harsh when it came to grades -- they didn't have to be as I was harsh on myself. I made my first B in 8th grade (in math) and my first C in 11th (math yet again). But I had an excuse for the C, I was out half the year with mono. (My boyfriend at the time thought I contracted it from a water-fountain ... I never told him differently, and didn't dare tell him the "water fountain" had a name. )

Mom/Dad did reward me with $100 per 100, $50 for 99-90, and $25 per 89-80; 90% of the money had to go into my college fund.

At any rate, (in High School) I graduated number 17 out of 464, missing honor grad. by 1 person.


I finished my BA degree with a GPA of 3.8 (I think).


Currently, I'm working on my MA and have a 4.0.