yeah, no pressure. Just cruise. After all, what's the worst that could happen? You would maybe flunk out and, in the great shame of it all, end up wandering aimlessly around the city streets in the night, homeless, sleeping under bridges and panhandling for supplements to the small bits of food you gather from dumpsters.

Or . . .you could do your usual excellent work and be the real success we all expect you to be. I mean, after all, anyone who knits like you has to be really smart.