Test = done
UGH THE TEST IS OVER. I think I did okay. Hopefully. I kind of “blacked out” during it, meaning that I don’t really remember doing any of it, it just kind of happened.
But that’s good! That’s something that usually happens when I know the material well, and it usually results in a good grade.
NOW I CAN RELAX FOR A LITTLE BIT HOLY HELL.
BLUCHGLSKJFG
Well, I’m pretty sure that was the worst I’ve ever done on a test.
Fantastic.
I guess we’ll have to wait and see until next week to see if my “Complete Loser” status is confirmed.
I’m going to go die in a corner now.
Will Will will Will’s will to Will?
Today I present The Stages of Claudia’s Reaction to a Math Test
Right before the test: I freaking love calculus! I totally know this stuff.
Looking over the problems: LET’S DO THIS!
Doing the problems: What’s a plus sign?
Right after handing it in: Crap. That went badly.
10 minutes after handing it in: I suck I suck I suck I suck I suck
Rest of the day: WHY AM I SO BAD AT EVERYTHING I LOVE?
Next day: I’ve disappointed myself.
Following day: I’ve disappointed the gods of calculus.
Following day: I’ve disappointed everyone.
All next week: I am a worthless soul who can’t do anything right. Why do I even bother, it’s not like I’m smart enough for any of this. [insert obnoxious amount of pointless angst]
Getting the test back: Oh, an A. Okay.
This has seriously happened three times this semester. Still trying to shake that damn math test anxiety that’s been following me since high school.
The math part of my brain (that ITTY BITTY LITTLE TROOPER) is internalizing some substantial portion of this awesome stuff. Why can’t the rest of my brain figure that out?
I never have this problem with stats. More proof that at least for me, stats and math are quite different things.
Eine Kleine Nachtfieber
God, today was a shit storm. FUCK YOU, test anxiety, and your ability to turn my near-automatic calculus abilities into “what’s a multiplication sign? I’ve never seen that before.” I can do that stuff in my sleep (quite literally), and you know it. I don’t know why you only do this with math tests. It was like a direct repeat of my final for Math 160.
Seriously. Fuck you.
Ugh.
The ONLY GOOD THING that happened today was going to see Mozart’s “The Magic Flute.” First opera experience. Won’t be the last.
Today’s song: Cooler Than Me by Mike Posner
Midterm and Mars
Last night I had a dream about my psych midterm. We got to lab today (in the dream) and our grades were listed by our student number on a huge overhead. I only got 10 questions right out of 45, and I was really really upset, so I went to talk to my professor about it. I started to cry and he said he felt really sorry for me.
So he took me to Mars.
Yeah.
Luckily, I did not get a 10/45. I got an A. But I didn’t get to go to Mars.
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