Well, there goes the semester. Didn’t quite go out with a bang like I wanted (has there ever been a semester where I do?), but oh well.
I think every semester so far, grades have gradually dipped throughout the semester because I get to the point where I don’t care anymore and just turn in shit for assignments. It happened in 80180, 18100, and 213 this semester. I need to stop doing that.
Grades for four of my six classes are known. 213 should be an A (if it’s not, something is wrong, because I have a 92% average from everything with no curve). 312, 62141, and 21301 are all As (confirmed in SIO). That means I only need either 80180 or 18100 to be As to get Dean’s List. Hopefully I was able to do well enough on the finals to get it.
I’m so screwed up. I do fine in school… but I can’t help but feel like I could always do better. I mean, dammit, I would be so sad if I got two Bs this semester… and that’s just incredibly stupid and pompous of me. I need to get a life and stop being such a horrible person.
So yeah, the two finals today went… um… they went, at least. After my “Oh, I nailed that exam” reactions in 213 and 312, and finding out that I got Bs on both, I’m going to stop predicting my performance. I’ll just say that I should have done better than I did… I should have felt more comfortable with the material than I did. I should have made fewer mistakes on both. Oh well.
Last night was an amazing food party with 8’s amazing cooking. Yum yum yum.
Um… what else… I am incredibly emotional right now for reasons (mostly) unknown. Finals == stress. Gaah. I’ve gone from completely ecstatic to crying at Alisa’s apartment for an hour to completely ecstatic to sad in the past 2 days. I must be PMSing. Meh. At least now they’re done, and I don’t have to worry about them again. I still feel really down right now, and I don’t know why. Gaah. People should give me hugs, especially if you’re people that I won’t see again until next year.
*siiigh*
For once, I’m not looking forward to heading home at all. I want to stay here with people. People make me happy. Lack of people makes me sad. Home means lack of people since everyone’s always too busy for me. Oh well.
I should probably head home to finish packing soon so I can give stuff to Alisa to store for now.
Blah blah blah no one reads this anyway, why do I even bother?
grades have gradually dipped throughout the semester because I get to the point where I don’t care anymore and just turn in shit for assignments
Ack! This probably isn’t that uncommon…. I do the same thing, especially when lots of work falls on me at once or I get really bored with a long assignment.
How much longer are you going to be on campus? If you’re going to be around for another week or two, it seems like there’s going to be a number of fun things happening with lots of people.
grades are silly. I’ve got two confirmed B’s out of four classes this semester, so I’m already out of the running for dean’s list. oh well.
people do read your posts. and you’re smart, so stop thinking you aren’t.
Zeke reads this, and has things to say:
-Obsessing over A’s vs. B’s doesn’t make you a horrible person. I don’t do it, but I think that there must be something genetic in a drive for personal success… You aren’t gauging (um… spellcheck?) your perfomance by what grade you get, because you always think that you could have done better. That’s fine. That’s drive for improvement. But be careful with that attitude, because you will never reach a point where you’ll say, “OK, great. I gave that 100%, and there’s nothing I could have done better.” You will never be “good enough” by your own standards with that attitude- so be careful instead of beating yourself up. You were awesome enough to make pretty much everyone at PPA love you (we’re thinking about putting your name up on the “Outstanding Student” plaque again despite you leaving) and you definitely have moved on to great things. In short, kwitcherbitchin ;-)
-You’re not PMSing. You’re pregnant. Whatever happened to that purple condom that they gave you at frosh orientation last year? Jeez alan, way to go.
Congrats on the end of the semester.
Dance dance and be happy!