The Not Happy Thread

Erm. You people should really check out the -ordinary- failure rate for the first courses the first year at college/univerity.

It often 70%. Thats not because 70% of the people starting a colledge education are stupid failures who shouldn't be there in the first place. It because people need a few courses of struggle and failure before they learn what they need to learn to be able to study the right way. Almost every one fail courses the first years. My parents are really both academically and careerwise really successful people, and they failed tests in the beginning. They had a friend failing every single test, and every single reexamination the two first years, yet in the end was the first one to reach a doctors degree and had his masters degree thesis rated the best one that year nationwide.

How you handle the first classes you face, say nothing about how well you do in college. It often just says that you been to smart during high school and haven't needed to practice working you ass off enough to get a good studying technique. Or you for some other reason don't have the right studying techniques. (Or because you depressed or something else is preventing you to really give it all)

College is just very different from any school you faced before. Hang in there.

See what sort of help the school has to offer. Math often have, well we called it "Math house" on my University, places you can go to study math with older student and a couple of teachers helping you out one or two afternoons a week.

 

After about a week of forgetting, I finally checked inside the kennel hidden among the straw bales in the chicken coop. I found a total of four frozen, cracked eggs. Not too long ago I returned to the coop and found another egg... half gone. (Eaten?)

And then after trying to get my aggressive rooster (Itchy) to cool it for once, he went into full-blown cock fight mode. Neck feathers flared, jumping at me, scratching with his sharp claws like a maniac. Luckily I was wearing jeans so there's no damage to clothing or skin. It did hurt though. Maybe I should get rid of Itchy... but I don't want to separate him from his better-natured brother (Scratchy); it would break Scratchy's heart, and I want to keep Scratchy.

 

Link - Sorry you're failing precalc. I once took this financial accounting class (PR/Mass Comm major, business minor: got stuck taking it for the latter) and it made my semester a living hell. I stayed three chapters ahead of the lectures, took notes from the textbook for several hours each day and worked myself to death...I got a C--....most people failed the class.....but trust me, no one cares. It's not like your future employers are going to look back and say "Oh, you got a D in precalc? We're not going to hire you!" That never happens. Just push yourself, do your best, and go hit up the bar when you've taken the last final.
And, as others have noted, Don't Be Ashamed. It's not like you've been slacking off; the fact that you're so upset shows you care about your grade, which tells me you must have been trying.
Hang in there, go to the TA's office hours or something for help. It makes things way easier. Do the practice tests and reviews until they're second nature. And trust me -- we can all relate.

Merc - Wow, your dad actually gives you crap for not getting the best grades? That sucks. Does he realize how hard things are in college? It's not like high school, where you just do the work and study and you're guaranteed an A. College is way harder, and sometimes getting a C or D is the result of weeks of hard work and you can be proud for just not failing. Have you explained this to your dad? Was he in college himself? Or, maybe, he'll tell you that it's okay, he's still proud of you as long as you're trying. He probably misses you if you haven't been home in a while, right? If you're upset about it, he'll probably be nice -- it's not like you've just been blowing everything off.

Anyway, I hope it goes well, and you can PM me if you ever want to rant or want a friend to talk to.

 

Just got a rejection.

Naturally my boyfriend glosses over it with the obligatory "IT'S PERFECT I LOVED IT", which is completely unhelpful.

Ugh. Not exactly the highlight of my day.

 

Other writers are much more helpful critiquers than non-writers.

 

My boyfriend is also a published writer, so that doesn't really count Mallory. Thanks anyway.

I've been thinking about getting someone else to read and give me honest feedback, but all this molly coddling's made me fear other peoples' thoughts on my work. I'm always aware of the fact that I'm capable of much better than what I'm producing right now. It's just so frustrating. I don't know what's blocking me. I swear, I used to feel like a better writer. Ugh.

 

Is there some sort of mentor figure, like a professor or workshop coordinator or someone?

 

Everyone should join a writer group if they're a writer. It's very, very helpful more than anything online could ever give.

 

I concur. I have some real-life friends who are also writers who I can talk about my work with, in addition to the friends I have on WF and/or FB, and it helps a lot.

 

Gah, I remember having rooster troubles like that. Good luck!

 

Thanks J and Mallory. I'm actually studying Creative And Media Writing at degree level (I know what you're thinking...) so a lot of my work is critiqued, workshopped and eventually assessed. Thing is, I never feel the same connection with school work as I do with the writing I produce in my own time. Knowing that your grades depend on it can rather quash the creative flow, oddly.

 

The greatest fighter in history just got retired. Not happy.

 

Somewhere right now, Dana White is a very happy man. The executives of Showtime and Strikeforce cry. Trolls feast on the remains of MMA forums.

 

I don't think Dana will be too happy unless Overeem loses. His star's been bigger ever since Fedor's first loss.

 

He is probably pulling for Kharitonov to win it all. Maybe Rogers.

I'm obviously not happy to see Fedor go, but I'd rather it happen now than see him go out like Arlovski. That was actually difficult to watch.

 

Yeah. It was just like watching Chuck fall apart.

 

My neighbors are shrieking and squealing through the walls. Again. Oh, and my nose looks huge on camera.

 

Guess what! Not only am I still sick (over a week now) I was starting to feel better around wednesday, but friday it all got worse again. I am now spending my weekend feeling more miserable than before....

 

Hope you feel better soon!

 

I can't believe I have to write a paper on my 22nd birthday. Not fair!!

 

Gross...well, happy birthday anyway! What's the paper on?

 

A three paged paper on 1066. He assigned it last Thursday and it's due this Tuesday. :<

 

Happy birthday!

Sucks you have to write a paper on it, but hey, just eat loads of birthday cake while writing it?

 

lol, I will!

 

My mom told me today that I have to get rid of my other cat too.

I'm unhappy. I want to do nothing but cry about this and the only people who seem to understand that this might not be all fun times and roses are my friends who are having an equally crappy time with it. My mom acts like I should be skipping around giving my animals away to whoever will take them and chucking my stuff into garbage bins with glee and giving all of my friends the boot with a nice little chuckle.