Well, I didn't totally bombed it, because I did understand half the questions. However, I know I could have done better. However, while I wish I had done better, there is a part of me that knows that doing poorly on this exam was probably good for me.

"Good for me!" you exclaim? Am I really that nuts? The answer is yes. All my life, I have worked so hard to be the good person with the perfect grades. As a result, I am afraid of failure. I get so worked up into being perfect. It can make a monster out of me. Nearly everyone I knows tells me it's okay to fail once in a while. They want me to live a little. Even this morning, Joey harped on me about it. I've been hearing this for 23 years. And hopefully, one day soon, it will sink into my head that it's okay. I'm just human; I'm not Wonder Woman.

All that really matters is that I get a B in that class. It's not the end of the world. That happened 2 years ago. Besides, this test dealt with a lot of physics and I never quite got physics. Just when I thought I figured the patten in that class, new ideas were introduced and would disprove the pattern. The same happened in this class. Physics, chemistry, and high level maths like calculus are not my strong suits. I admit that much.

Posted by Shawn at November 13, 2007 12:30 PM in Schooling.