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Je ne suis pas stupide!

UPDATE: last night before class, I actually ate something (a gigantic, and quite tasty, cheeseburger) and it made a HUGE difference. The synapses were firing, I understood what was going on, and I actually cared. My exam was not a complete and utter disaster, only a minor disaster. I will do better next time. I know it's common sense to eat dinner at dinner time, but due to a variety of circumstances, I've just gotten accustomed to having a latte before class and trudging through on a semi-empty stomach.

So, the moral of this story is that sometimes you learn more from going to school than you actually learn at school.


I am crazy busy today but I can't resist posting at least once.

I have a French test tonight and I am so not going to ace it. I am not even sure I will pass it. I am normally a very good student but I am not a good studier (don't correct my grammar - I know what I am saying). Most classes I've taken so far (lower division stuff) have been really easy; I just pay attention in class, I take great notes, and I understand new concepts fairly easily. Taking exams does not give me anxiety, usually.

However, French 3 is kicking my butt (and I don't even know how to say that in french). It's a lot of hours per week (6), it's late at night (7-10), I usually don't eat a proper dinner so I am usually hungry - and, hello, what do we talk about most in French class? Food, of course. - and it's not something I get to practice every single day.

French 3 is like Algebra to my brain. It needs to be practiced a lot and I need a lot of help correcting my mistakes. We had a quiz last week, Jeopardy style (but in French, "Jeopardy" sounds kind of like Geo Par Tea). It was really difficult for me and I am not used to being so challenged in school! I only got 10/20 points. I know, poor me. How will I cope?

Here's the really aggravating part: half of the class consists of high school students (AP, Ivy-league-bound types with perfect pronunciation), and the other half of the class are ladies of leisure who are taking French for fun and have 8 hours a day to devote to studying their French and doing their homework, and paying private French tutors. I do not fall into either of those categories. Even if I had 8 hours a day, I wouldn't spend it doing my homework.

So, I guess I will have to just do my best and accept that I am not and will not always be the brightest student in the class. Or the hardest working. Or the most disciplined. Hey! That's just like work! How about that?!

posted by Anita at 10:44 AM