You study really hard for a test, thinking you got everything covered.
You go and take the test…every bit you missed during studying just happened to be on there.
You just say to yourself “cool, nice, great…feels real good…everything is fine, I got this.”
You didn’t get it; you failed the test. 😀
Yeah…that happened to me today. Well, at least I think it did. I haven’t gotten the test back so I’m not sure. Anyway, I was really beating myself up over that, but instead of going into a melodramatic spin of loathing, I just dropped it. The past is the past. I can’t change that test now; I did what I could to prepare. Better luck next time.
I think I spent about 90% of the time it took to write this blog looking up that gifset. “You see this test? This is literally my worst test. *turns in test* Now it’s gone forever. So, it’s not real and I don’t care about it anymore.”
Well, it’s a good thing that test wasn’t a final. Although, now I have to focus on those darned things. I do look forward to my lit class. I never had a great foundation in the classics; now I’m getting immersed in stories I never knew existed. Favorites so far have been: Don Quixote, The Odyssey, and Beowulf. This week I get to read Hamlet. The only play I remember reading from Shakespeare is A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Looking forward to getting familiar with the man himself. As far as poetry is concerned, I’ve got the Beat Generation to write about, which is a somewhat elusive bunch. History? Well lots of memorization to…well memorize.
Till next time,