May 27, 2002 | 8:12 PM

I just got my final exam grade in metaphysics.

I got an A.

That means I have an A- for the class.

I am way too happy about this. Things are going so well that it's almost unreal. I feel like I walked into someone else's life.

A few weeks ago I was a sad sack depressive with no direction. Here only a couple weeks ago, I talk about how easy it would be to just stop trying. And that has been what I've done in the past when things fell apart with John, and why I was kicked out of school at age 19.

This time I didn't let my shit go. I pushed through it. This is a HUGE deal for me. I tend to be taken over entirely by my emotions. This is the first time I've dealt with sorrow in an adult manner.

Now I have a new apartment, a great evaluation at work, and an A in philosophy.

I figure if I keep being assertive, the universe will continue to reward me.

So fucking psyched. Stories to tell. More later.