>So I’ve been aimlessly wandering the internet and stalking food blogs for about an hour and half now. See, I can’t sign up for my work shifts until “April 8th” aka tonight at midnight. My physics exam was pretty awful, and I designated tonight no-homework-night. Nothing is due tomorrow, and I will survive.
I am a perfectionist. There, I said it! I am cookie-cutter type A personality. Organized, tense, constantly busy, stressed, overwhelmed, driven, determined… C’est moi! Sometimes it’s great, who doesn’t want to be driven in life? Other times, it’s absolutely awful. Tonight it was the latter.
My exam didn’t go exactly as I planned. I have been studying hard, and I planned to go out to Yogurt Rush (fro-yo and toppings bar, yum) afterwards to celebrate with friends. Instead I wanted to curl up into a ball and cry. To think I ever considered majoring in physics is beyond me. Maybe a red flag should have been the constant crying fits I had after physics tests in high school? Maybe?!
So I wallowed in my sadness as I walked back to my dorm. After failing the last one, I thought this would be different. Not even partial credit can salvage my grade. I tried talking to Adam, but I couldn’t even muster up the energy. The exam was a dementor, and it sucked out any happiness I had in me. (I’m from the Harry Potter generation.) So I was going to just hop up in my lofted bed and turn on the waterworks when Joanna popped by for a little. After a few hugs and some pep talk, I felt a little better. Then before I knew it, I was talking with Kayla and Joe. Suddenly we were sitting around my room laughing and having great conversation. Before me appeared yogurt rush, courtesy of Joanna. (Who could say no to fro-yo?!)
My brain tried to tell me, “You just failed an exam. You should be upset, stressed out, and worrying!” and I wouldn’t listen 🙂 Yes, it is bad to fail an exam. It is not good however, to blame yourself and let it take over your entire being. I am not the worth of that exam. (Although my grade might say differently.) I need to study extra hard for the final, but the world didn’t end, my dorm room didn’t catch on fire, and I am not out of peanut butter.
- I hugged people.
- I talked to friends about the exam, and then we talked about something else.
- I drank tea and ate twizzlers.
- I ate fro-yo.
- I listened to relaxing but upbeat music.
- I stalked food blogs because I wanted to.
I tried a new granola bar. (It was pretty good!) We played with fire using waves in physics.