It's been a while since I've done this Angst and Joy episode. I mean, I've only done it once but it seemed too much if I didn't do it at an appropriate time. So today's episode is going to focus on both Angst and Joy since we are gonna talk about, yup! Grades.
Now for sure any college student's either pissed or jumping for bliss once they see/saw their grades... I for one am part of this huge spectrum. Okay, let me start...
So college mongrels, how were you're grades? Did you cry over them? Did you want to rip off that piece of evidence that you almost failed a subject, apart? Yeah, I feel yah brother. And as much as I would like to think that being in college is much different than when we were in high school, I can't help it dudes, I'm sorry.
I put some heart and soul into my studies over the course of the semester, but why is it that my grades were in the verge of giving any genius a heart attack? I didn't fail though guys. Phew. But coming from decent grades before, I sincerely feel bad for the grades I received this term. I don't want to blame the teachers at all because I know that I had my cracks to fill, but then again, I end up worrying about my distant future.
I know I don't study too hard, but I do give my A-game in everything I do. I don't give a monkey's uncle whether I wasn't present at a certain discussion, doesn't mean I'd be the odd one out when it comes to the recitations and tests. It sucks when you think about the definitive character of an attendance record. A sly B I tell yah!
And I can't help but think that I'm being thrown out back to high school when there is always a controlled environment. Yes, I do admit that it's wrong to miss a class, but it's not like I didn't want to go. And how could that possibly be the factor of my final grade?
I don't even want to think about it anymore, but it sucks that it continuously rattles my neurons. I have very little left. I don't want to waste it.
There are, in this world, those that are academically challenged, though in a more positive note. These are the people that worry if they have a blemish in their report card or would go straight to the professor if there was a question that was "right" and would want to explain to them their point of view and would sacrifice the time and effort to explain everything for the sake of a 99 to a 100.
I don't hate these people. I was once like this, but it got too tiring to be all perfect. You can't please everybody, but as this is the "Joy" aspect of the story, it should be my job to rejoice for the people who got the top marks.
Seriously... I don't... HAHAHA!
Anyone who could see a 1 or a 100 or if your school gives a 5 or a 4.0 GPA, then for sure they would jump for joy. They would gloat all about it and flaunt their grades to the millions of citizens who don't actually care, but would make them care otherwise. There is always a feeling of triumphant glory when you see a grade that is well respected by the world and definitely of your parents. If they expect you to be the best, and you gave them the best, then they end up happy too.
Anyway, for reals, this is what I'm sure a lot of you have experienced these emotions. I for sure did. If you end up reading this, we can share thoughts on what I should feature next on my next episode...
See you again next time...