Tuesday, March 26, 2013
Dance with the Devil
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Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Rough Day
Sometimes you just have a rough day and the only way to cope is to write about it. I guess other people might talk it out, but I've never been much of a talker. Anyways, today I took a test that I studied my butt off for. I was determined to do better than my last test, just because my last test went surprisingly good. I was in such close reach of an A, even an A- would have made my day.
So I spent the weekend and yesterday working hard at studying; looking up stuff if I didn't know it, rereading what I had written and forgetten, going to a review lab. I felt SO good about this test. I was going to ace it. went into the testing center, had a crappy pencil with lead that kept breaking, but the test itself seem to be going smoothly, definitely not perfect, but pretty good. I was confindent that I would at least come with in a few percentage points of my last test.
It took me a little over 30 minutes to finish. I turned it in, walked downstairs to see my score........ 78%. Everything just crashed around me. How could I have studied so much harder and done 10% worse!!! It just didn't make sense. This is added to the fact that Tuesdays are already pretty long days, and that last week I had 4 papers and 4 tests. Throw homesick into that mix and it explodes in a storm of emotional disappointment.
Sometimes I can't believe that I did so well in high school without ever having to study. The one class I got a B in all four years was an online class that I'm pretty sure the teacher graded wrong. I'll never no because she was a (insert not nice word here) and wouldn't let me know what I had done wrong and obviously didn't care enough to double check her grading and let me know if anything had changed.
So things got better today when I got an email from my missionary brother. I'm fighting to keep myself from crashing again and letting down the wall that I keep my emotions firmly intact with. I skipped a class that's boring and long, and got home, went into my room and just let it out. Now I should be good for the day. Ya know how sometimes you just have to let it all out, just to keep yourself sane and happy.
I still have a class to go to today, but I've got about an hour till I have to get back on the bus to get there. So for now... I'm just going to pretend like I'm back in my Idaho.
The end of this semester isn't coming fast enough. Who knows, maybe for the final in this class, I won't even go to class or study at all.... maybe I'll ace the test.
So I spent the weekend and yesterday working hard at studying; looking up stuff if I didn't know it, rereading what I had written and forgetten, going to a review lab. I felt SO good about this test. I was going to ace it. went into the testing center, had a crappy pencil with lead that kept breaking, but the test itself seem to be going smoothly, definitely not perfect, but pretty good. I was confindent that I would at least come with in a few percentage points of my last test.
It took me a little over 30 minutes to finish. I turned it in, walked downstairs to see my score........ 78%. Everything just crashed around me. How could I have studied so much harder and done 10% worse!!! It just didn't make sense. This is added to the fact that Tuesdays are already pretty long days, and that last week I had 4 papers and 4 tests. Throw homesick into that mix and it explodes in a storm of emotional disappointment.
Sometimes I can't believe that I did so well in high school without ever having to study. The one class I got a B in all four years was an online class that I'm pretty sure the teacher graded wrong. I'll never no because she was a (insert not nice word here) and wouldn't let me know what I had done wrong and obviously didn't care enough to double check her grading and let me know if anything had changed.
So things got better today when I got an email from my missionary brother. I'm fighting to keep myself from crashing again and letting down the wall that I keep my emotions firmly intact with. I skipped a class that's boring and long, and got home, went into my room and just let it out. Now I should be good for the day. Ya know how sometimes you just have to let it all out, just to keep yourself sane and happy.
I still have a class to go to today, but I've got about an hour till I have to get back on the bus to get there. So for now... I'm just going to pretend like I'm back in my Idaho.
The end of this semester isn't coming fast enough. Who knows, maybe for the final in this class, I won't even go to class or study at all.... maybe I'll ace the test.
Monday, March 18, 2013
Dances with the Devil
Hopefully this works. Anyways. If it doesn't work click HERE. This is a song that my Gramma Susie wrote for Uncle D. Tyler York put the music to it and did an amazing job! Check it out.
Love you Uncle D. More than you know!
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