Monday, April 27, 2015

College Year I: on classes, exams, etc

Against all hope and with all surprise, I made it through one year at a university. I thought it might be a good idea to organize all my thoughts about this last year and what I have learned; what better way to organize than write? This is part I in a series. If there's a specific topic that one would like me to touch on, please place your wishes in the comment box below.
velociraptor from jurassic park
found on the google
On Classes, Exams, Etc

Rocky Balboa said, "You know, I think you try harder when you're scared." That could not be more correct. The first semester, I was walking around campus like Bambi: wide-eyed and terrified. This was the beginning of realizing how large the world could be, so I was cautious but made every effort to be excellent in all my classes. 
I had a class that was a 1330 level and it was anticipated that I would struggle greatly due to the difficultly level that was to be anticipated. I aced that class. Another class was a 1010 level. I got an 84%; to this day, I am proud of that score, but I wonder if I was a little more scared, I would have tried harder. A lot of times, we don't even need fear as a motivator. We just need to be willing to put forth the effort to be great.

I have always known I am not the greatest test taker on the planet, but I also know that I am not the worst. Exams, tests, and quizzes look to other people like a ravenous velociraptor, ready to demolish anything that got between them and their food: the test taker. I could not be more apathetic with tests. I am not scared of this velociraptor, or rather, this fossil that stands in my way. Sure I could dig up every single fossil I can to bring back remnants of the velociraptor that would have been had it not been for the asteroid/aliens/Adam and Eve/Reader's Choice. But why do that, when I could go to a museum and appreciate from afar? I don't see the reasoning; however, I know what hangs over my head: a transcript that could determine my future schooling. I guess I should start being a little more scared and work a little harder. 

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