In which your humble narrator levitates:

I've been fraught with anxiety over the grading of my big paper in The Hardest English Class I've ever taken. In truth, it's been quite technical and in the weeds, of necessity. It's a Senior/Grad course, and I've struggled a bit. The research paper makes the bulk of the grade, and I was worried about passing.  I went with my gut and wrote in a personable manner , rather than presenting the information in a technical, formal style. I guess my instinct wasn't too bad:

I am ecstatic. So relieved, and so happy to see a good payoff for my work this semester. Worth it.