Hello, world. I'm posting this blog post after exams, so this post is not really an entry for the course SLOGs.... it's more like a Dear Diary entry where I pour out the contents of my aching heart. A soliloquy of my despair.
I'm currently in a state of panic. I went into the exam feeling fairly confident. I mean, I was able to answer all of the questions from the 2010/2013 exams, how bad could it possibly be? As long as I got over 40%, I'd still end up with a mark in the 70s. I prepared so much for it. My cheat sheet was crammed full of all of the possible questions from the assignments, tests, and lecture notes.
*echoing* Prepared so much for it. Prepared so much for it. Prepared so much for it *echoing*
On a scale of 1-10, I bombed that exam with a 100. I don't think I could have possibly messed up more than I did on that exam, besides like.... not showing up for the exam at all. All of the questions I thought would be on the exam, all of the questions that I prepared for.... were not on the exam. No halt (!!) , no generic big-Oh, no conversion of statements (Not all, Any). Nope. Nope. Nope.
I pretty much threw a course worth of achievements (I was so, so proud of my grade in the course... a mark in the high 90s) into a pile of feces.
I was expecting delta-epsilons to be on the exam, but I wasn't expecting TWO such questions to be on the exam. And they weren't ones I was familiar with. As soon as I saw the two, my mind went blank. Then I realized I couldn't solve both. I entered this state of complete and utter panic. I started sweating. My mind went blank. I'm actually fairly certain I was shaking at one point.
All of the questions I successfully answered, I somehow managed to misread the questions, and actually answer the wrong question. You're not reading that wrong. All of the questions that I SHOULD have gotten right, I somehow managed to prove something... that didn't even answer the question they asked. So I bombed the exam. Thoroughly.
How does one do this? How does one throw away a semester's worth of efforts in the matter of 3 hours. I failed that exam, without a matter of a doubt. We will be receiving our marks before Christmas, but I already know the result.
I went into the exam with high 90s, and now I'm not going to meet the minimum requirement for passing the course. I am going to have to repeat this course. I don't think words exist to describe how sad I am right now.
What is life.
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