Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Shellshock

Yesterday, my boss asked me if I had my exam results yet. And I realized the release date was pretty close.

Then I got a knot in my stomach. And even though the results aren't supposed to be released until tomorrow, I checked a couple times throughout the day.

And again when I got home from work. It took forever for the page to load. That did not help.

57%.

That's a fail. 65% is the pass mark.

To admit I failed is a very big deal. I never failed at anything until I started taking these courses (well, I had failed at studying the arts, and at being married. But that's different). I'm one of those crazy high-achiever people who hardly had to do anything to be successful (that was years ago, really, I should move on). The work itself comes naturally. I chose this field because I'm good at it (supposedly).

I'm a little bit numb right now. I really thought that I had worked hard enough, planned my time sensibly and tried not to panic.

Tonight, I'm going to pet some yarn, read the new Interweave Knits (got it before it was released on newsstands, yay!) and have a glass (or several) of w(h)ine.

The good news: I can re-write. I'll check the schedule and sign up tomorrow. I will also save comparing my mark breakdown to the exam tomorrow. I've had enough disappointment for today.

5 comments:

Alicia said...

Sorry to hear it :(

Failing sucks, but at lest you can re-take the test.

Enjoy your wine!

hbacmama said...

:(
exams suck.
I was terrible at taking them... which is probably why I don't often lament the fact that I'll never finish university.
Have an extra glass for me.
Hugs and batting eyelashes from the monster who is out of bed for the LAST TIME tonight...
ugh.
See, it could be worse!

Anonymous said...

sorry to hear about the exam, i know you worked hard on it. at least you can retake and you'll kick ass then. N

Purler Bear said...

I never failed anything until I started those damn classes either. I feel your pain!

Misstea said...

Thanks for all your comments (and private messages), everyone.

I will get through this.

At least my "study buddy / skool boyfriend" hasn't phoned or emailed. That's one small relief. Hee!