I think my professor must have sent the e-mail to the wrong person. It had my e-mail address on it. It said something to the effect of: "Sorry, you'll have to settle for 100."
My first thought was "no..." followed by "really?" and much disbelief.

You must understand, yesterday was a very full day for me. For starters, my shoulder didn't feel any better. I oozed into the shower at 6:30 am. Econ started at 8. I spent my 3 hour break doing my graphics homework. I went to Structural analysis at noon and learned about setting up a matrix to apply the "stiffness method" for finding joint diplacement. I immediately disregarded everything we learned in that class in order to study some last minute stuff for my structural analysis exam, which started at 2:30. I also needed to eat lunch. My shoulder is KILLING me. I've been studying and working problem left-handed. I sat down at my test. I worked the first 3 problems by 3:00, had a fourth done by 3:30. I had an hour and a half to do the last problem: a shear and moment diagram. We've been doing these since last semester, right? How bad can it be? After struggling through 45 minutes of miserable calculations, I realized I had written a distance down wrong, meaning I solve for a reaction and got it wrong. Everything else is based off of these reactions. I knew the diagram didn't look quite right. I started over. I checked and double checked numbers. I had the shear diagram drawn, and had values I wanted for the moment diagram, but had yet to draw thge graph. The TA says, "You have 10 minutes remaining." I got nervous. I labeled values quickly. I tried to draw a pretty parabola. I tried to estimate my cubic curve, and I tried for a nice, accurate slope between them. I looked over my test one last time to make sure I had answered what was asked. I turned it in. I knew it was in the vicinity of 5pm. I raced to a lab to print off my e-mail about the Chi Epsilon initiation. It started at 5:30. Luckily, I had dressed and bejewelled myself for the event at 7 in the morning. I was initiated. It was a neat event. We convened to dinner at 23rd Street Brewery. Ryan initially headed for Free State Brewery, but we made it regardless. I had a delicious dinner while chatting with Dr. Darwin and fellow students. And Ryan, too. When we got home, I collapsed in bed, watched the end of Charlie Wilson's War, and fell asleep. I slept soundly. I forgot I had taken a test until I recieved the e-mail tonight. Ryan said my hands were shaking when he caught up with me after the test. Perhaps it was adrenaline?
I remind myself now: I AM an honors student. A score of 100 is not out of the realm of possibility. However, I will still enjoy my couple minutes of gloat!