It's getting eerie, what's this cheery singing all about?

Dec 16, 2010 16:56

My last class of the semester was a week ago today, and my final exam for the semester was a week ago tomorrow. I've been spending the intervening days stumbling around trying to catch up on Christmas shopping and housework. (Nickelhusband means well, but he has a high tolerance for clutter and dirt. So do I, but his is higher.) I've also been stressing myself out worrying about my grades. I knew I did all right during the semester, but all my final projects/papers/presentations/exams counted for approximately half of each grade. There was room to screw up.

ANYWAY. My grades were posted today. All A's, including both classes where the professors kept repeating, "A's are the exception."

This is why I waited almost a decade between undergrad and grad school. This is exactly why. I could not have pulled this off at 22 years old. I might have been smart enough, but I had no concept of how epically I was capable of failing at life, and no sense of how valuable my own time and effort are. I skated through undergrad pulling good grades in my major and mediocre grades in anything I didn't care about. My procrastination was pathological.

What I mean is, before now I have never applied enough effort in school to be a straight A student. I am insanely pleased with myself.

*dances*

rl: school, self-congratulation, this is what i'm paying for, holy crap

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