Well, I found out what grades I got from last semester, and boy am I pissed at my self for fudging up last semester.
See, I was taking a Spanish 1B class. I had thought I would do well in the class- it was relatively small, and 5 days a week. But the class was basically just lecture/test. Something I seriously suck at. I’m the kind of student who needs to be forced to do day-to-day excersises. I have a very poor sense of self-motivation to study. I was doing what I thought was very badly in the class, and it became so frustrating and upsetting to have to go into that class and spend 50 minutes a day feeling like a total idiot that I came to a decision. I felt that as it was, my fluency in spanish would be on par with a caveman who had down’s syndrome trying to speak in spanish. I’ve always had a hard time with trying to learn foreign languages- I hate memorization and having to remember all these rules and exceptions and such. I really felt like I started the class on the wrong foot, and felt more and more that I would be better off simply re-taking the class and doing it right the whole way through, then struggling to squeeze out a ‘C’, which I did not think was feasable at the time.
So I stupidly stopped going to class, and didn’t take the final because I didn’t think it could make a difference on my grade. Well, I got a shocker when I saw my grades. Even being absent for 2 1/2 weeks of class, and MISSING THE FINAL, I still somehow got a ‘D’ in the class…which meant that If I DID take the final, even if I was doing the same type of work up to that point, I probably would have passed. Thus having no faith in my own ability I screwed myself over, and in re-taking the class I have to take it at a much more inconvenient time. The only consolation I have is that if I do better this time around, it replaces the previous grade, and I can only hope to hell that this time I can motivate myself to pass it with nothing short of an ‘A’, even though I haven’t gotten an ‘A’ in any class in college for the past 2 years :mad: