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vollmusIn French today, Bryce was trying to be cool or something and wrote stuff on the board... except he just looked stupid, because he spelt "bonjour" wrong. Heh. Serves the git right.
SO in history today we got all of our work from the last unit back, including our tests. The first thing I got back was the vocab test, with 15/15 on the top and "excellent!" written next to it. It made me extremely happy. ^_^ But then we got our essay tests back...
I hadn't expected to do very well, but I had hope. I thought there was a possibility that I might get a ten or an eleven... no. There wasn't. I got an eight--a high eight, mind you, because it was a nine before he changed it to an eight, but still an eight. That's depressing. 60% is not cool, even if everyone else got the same and it was actually the average.
But I did "excellent" on my vocab test!! :D SO I covered up my essay test with the vocab test and was happy. Then I got back my Venn diagram comparing the movements of independence in three Latin American countries, and it had a little note that said "good!" on it next to one of my points. I was super excited about that, too, so I put it on top of my vocab test but turned it so I could see both scores and both comments and be happy. It worked. I was pretty happy.
One of my friends was uber-depressed and uber-angry with himself because he only got a six on the essay test, and I felt really bad for him, but I certainly didn't want to feel the same way, even if I got the same score as him or even less. So I came to the class knowing that I had done terribly, but with a decent amount of comfort in my own abilities despite whatever I earned on the test. There was always the hope in the back of my head--I actually experienced the little voice in the head that you can talk to, even though it's still you--that I would be one of the people to get 14 or 15, but I knew that I wouldn't.
I don't want to talk about that anymore. I aced the vocab test, and it was "excellent!" I was joking with Travis about everything, and made a promise to myself that I would ace every vocab test we have this year, to redeem myself for the terrible grades I am sure I will get on the essays (they will improve, I know, but I'm not sure how much). I can DO vocabulary; it has always been my strong point. I'm going to make it obvious. It's going to show this year, man.
Manumission has nothing on me. Watch out, parochial; step back, hegemony...
Je te détruirai.
SO in history today we got all of our work from the last unit back, including our tests. The first thing I got back was the vocab test, with 15/15 on the top and "excellent!" written next to it. It made me extremely happy. ^_^ But then we got our essay tests back...
I hadn't expected to do very well, but I had hope. I thought there was a possibility that I might get a ten or an eleven... no. There wasn't. I got an eight--a high eight, mind you, because it was a nine before he changed it to an eight, but still an eight. That's depressing. 60% is not cool, even if everyone else got the same and it was actually the average.
But I did "excellent" on my vocab test!! :D SO I covered up my essay test with the vocab test and was happy. Then I got back my Venn diagram comparing the movements of independence in three Latin American countries, and it had a little note that said "good!" on it next to one of my points. I was super excited about that, too, so I put it on top of my vocab test but turned it so I could see both scores and both comments and be happy. It worked. I was pretty happy.
One of my friends was uber-depressed and uber-angry with himself because he only got a six on the essay test, and I felt really bad for him, but I certainly didn't want to feel the same way, even if I got the same score as him or even less. So I came to the class knowing that I had done terribly, but with a decent amount of comfort in my own abilities despite whatever I earned on the test. There was always the hope in the back of my head--I actually experienced the little voice in the head that you can talk to, even though it's still you--that I would be one of the people to get 14 or 15, but I knew that I wouldn't.
I don't want to talk about that anymore. I aced the vocab test, and it was "excellent!" I was joking with Travis about everything, and made a promise to myself that I would ace every vocab test we have this year, to redeem myself for the terrible grades I am sure I will get on the essays (they will improve, I know, but I'm not sure how much). I can DO vocabulary; it has always been my strong point. I'm going to make it obvious. It's going to show this year, man.
Manumission has nothing on me. Watch out, parochial; step back, hegemony...
Je te détruirai.
