Failure
I failed my Corporate Tax class. I’m upset, but it’s not the end of the world. At the very worst, it puts my graduation back one semester. It would be my only class, so I could hopefully pass it then. If I budget my life savings responsibly, I should have ample money to cover my housing and meals for spring semester 2007.
When I say I’m upset, I mean I’m humiliated and depressed. I don’t know how I can face my teachers after this. I loathe the idea of being 25 before I’m through. I used to be such a great student, too. Ever since my mom got sick, I’ve been losing my grip on my studies. I’ve become more and more incompetent with each passing semester. However, I have to accept the blame. My success or failure is nobody’s responsibility but my own. At least it’s not over. My professor gave me an “I.” She said she believes I’m much more capable than this, and she asked that I come by her office and see what we could do. Hopefully I can see her before I leave tomorrow. Maybe I can still graduate on time.
When I say I’m upset, I mean I’m humiliated and depressed. I don’t know how I can face my teachers after this. I loathe the idea of being 25 before I’m through. I used to be such a great student, too. Ever since my mom got sick, I’ve been losing my grip on my studies. I’ve become more and more incompetent with each passing semester. However, I have to accept the blame. My success or failure is nobody’s responsibility but my own. At least it’s not over. My professor gave me an “I.” She said she believes I’m much more capable than this, and she asked that I come by her office and see what we could do. Hopefully I can see her before I leave tomorrow. Maybe I can still graduate on time.