Oy vey. I just had a fluke panic attack in the final exam for a history course, and seriously, I couldn’t remember a thing - what Galileo saw through the telescope, what Boyle and Hobbes bickered about, what Leibniz thought about motion. Totally blank. The very nice TA’s talked me through it and got me to go back in and just take a wild stab at the questions, but I really think it won’t be enough.
Gah. I hated the class and plan to drop its follow-up next semester, but…oh my goodness. I’m normally a B-ish student - what’ll people say?
…Think I’ll go take a hot shower and then go buy presents and eat poutine at the mall. This’ll get better later - I just wanted to tell someone.
Shopping makes me feel better too. You know what? Its over. That’s my favorite thing about bombing finals: You never have to go back to that exact class ever. And if you decide to retake it, you can have a different teacher and a different experience. Sorry to hear about your disappointment though. Concentrate on having an amazing break
That sucks. I think I passed calculus (I should have). I too am normally an A/B student but I studied the wrong things for this test and urked myself, I am hoping for a C+. What is worse is calculus is a pre-requisite so this can throw off my whole college schedule. But I doubt it’ll come to that.
That’s too bad. I often have panic attacks during tests, I know what it feels like.
I had an awful experience today while taking a final. I’m going great, answering all the questions, when I get to the diagrams part. I start coughing and CAN’T STOP. This has only happened to me once before, at a funeral. I panicked. I felt like I could not stop coughing, and I had no water with me. I rushed through the diagrams part really fast. Luckily, I have been doing really well in that class so I am pretty sure no matter what I did I’ll still get an A.
This semester the worrisome class was Victorian Literature. We had to answer 3 essays about Victorian poets and the professor…the professor drives me absolutely nuts. I’ve had him before, also worried about failing, and got a B in a previous class so initially I wasn’t too worried- in fact I was hoping for an A because I knew what he generally expected. I guess he knew I was going to think that, because the class was tough as nails. Not just the material (personally aren’t that interested in the period, and the novels are too long, dull, and bloated with characters for my tastes) but the professor seemed to stonewall me when I pleaded for help after getting a ‘C’ in both my midterm and first essay. The essay I was furious about, beceause I tried to take every precaution to ensure a good grade- I wrote THREE drafts, and emailed him the final draft early asking if there’s any major problems I need to adress. He never replied to me. He didn’t pick up my essay which I dropped off in his box, so he graded it a week later, and by the time I got it back, the semester was almost over :smack: The essay questions were really vague but he demanded extremely SPECIFIC answers, and every time I asked for help he either doesn’t respond or he gives me such a vague explanation I’m no better off :mad:
So I was REALLY worried about the final, because I had been getting a C or D in the class up until that point (mainly because I had absolutely no support network; I BEGGED for help in advance and nobody would lift a finger ) I needed to pass the class to graduate this semester, so it was very stressful. Fortunately, I guess all the anger about being totally on my own in terms of understanding the material helped me absorb it better. When I started the final, I kind of panicked (the first essay question was hard) but then some of the stuff came back to me, and I was as friggin SPECIFIC as I possibly could be given that we only had 2 hours to do the final.
I’ll probably pass the class with a ‘C’ but god damn was that a pain in the ass :mad:
Luckily, I have been doing really well in that class so I am pretty sure no matter what I did I’ll still get an A.
